꧁♡ 𝓣𝓲𝓶♡꧂My heart was beating so loudly that I could hear it inside my ears as I followed Phil downstairs.For someone who had survived kidnappings, shootings, poison attacks, gang wars, and Frank’s driving, it was ridiculous that walking toward my own wedding was what finally made me nervous.Yet here I was sweating through my palms like a teenager about to confess to his crush.Phil glanced sideways at me as we walked down the stairs. “You look like you’re about to throw up.”“Thank you,” I muttered.“I try my best.” I rolled my eyes which only made him snort softly.The house downstairs had been transformed within hours into something unexpectedly beautiful. Soft golden lights glowed around the living room while candles flickered gently along the walls and tables. Someone—probably Sheila—had scattered white flowers everywhere.The large windows were slightly open, letting the cool night air drift inside.It didn’t look like a last minute preparation, it looked beautifully and ca
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