~ LENA ~By the time I got back to the house, my head felt heavy and every part of me ached.It wasn’t just tiredness. It was the kind of exhaustion that sinks into your bones. Physical. Mental. Emotional. The kind that comes from smiling too much, from pretending too well, from answering questions that didn’t belong to you.Elise had called it ‘final confirmations’.It hadn’t been final. It had felt endless.We had gone over everything again. Every single detail of the wedding ranging from the menu, to the floral installations, to the seating chart, to wine pairings, order of speeches, the exact timing of the string quartet…The string quartet. To my surprise, Elise had arranged for them. In my presence, they had rehearsed the exact version of the bridal march I would walk to.Kim had wanted perfection, and Elise was delivering it.The only problem was, I wasn’t Kim.Every girl wanted her wedding to be beautiful, unforgettable. But having over three hundred wedding guests, a giant, to
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