Sunday, 3 PM at the Cromwell estate.“Wow, this dress is amazing! Where are we going exactly?” Freya asked, clutching one dress that came from Braeton.“My college reunion,” Kenneth revealed. “I didn’t want to go, but my old professor called. He insisted that I attend. I owe him a lot, so I’m taking you with me. I suppose it’s the best time to invite some of my old college classmates to our wedding, and my professor too.”“Oh,” Freya said, looking back at the dress she was holding. “Then, among the dresses your Aunt Kate sent, I think this is the best.”Freya held a metallic bronze gown that appeared reserved on the outside, but it had its secrets. Still, in its conservative state—long sleeves, turtleneck, and floor-length—it sparkled enough to attract anyone who stared.“Hurry, the stylist is going to be here any minute,” Kenneth said, hugging her from behind and kissing her on the cheek. “I want to introduce you to my old classmates, and I want you to look your best—not that you nee
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