IRINAAs obedient as possible!I followed all the procedures without complaint, given that Miron was new to Brooklyn and that there were a few things we had to take care of. It wasn’t easy, but it wasn’t difficult either. I simply followed the directions given, answering logically and so on.Even when we visited the wedding hall, I felt different. The decorations, designed according to the original plan, seemed luxurious, grand, and perfect.However, I felt like it didn’t reflect me. I felt like this was Serena’s taste. Then, the center of gravity seemed to shift toward me. I stood in the middle of the building, imagining my upcoming wedding.The image suddenly turned gray. I imagined Miron removing my bridal veil and finding my face, not Serena’s. Suddenly, I felt a crowd of people with terrifying faces whispering that I was fake, fake, fake.“Are you okay?” Ella patted my shoulder.When I jerked awake, I was still in the middle of the building. “Fine,” I replied, catching my breath.
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