JASONThe house had never felt this quiet before. Just a few hours ago it had been full of people laughing, giving advice, moving chairs around, and making sure everything was ready for tomorrow. Then Mum had folded her arms, smiled in that stubborn way of hers, and announced that tradition was tradition. Karen was not spending the night here before the wedding. Before I could even argue, Karen had laughed, kissed me on the cheek, grabbed her overnight bag, and left for Janet's house. Now I sat alone in the kitchen, listening to the kettle boil, wondering how one house could suddenly feel so empty.I poured hot water into my mug and watched the tea bag turn the water brown. Tomorrow I would be married. I had imagined this day so many times, yet now that it was finally here, my mind refused to stay still. Every little thing kept running through my head, from the flowers to the guests to whether Sophie would remember to scatter the petals instead of throwing the whole basket at someone.
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