Sabrina's PovMaybe I should have gone the other way. But I didn’t. I did what my brain clearly begged me not to. I followed, letting myself run after the figure that had rushed through the balcony. Just as I was about to turn the corner. My eyes found Mabel, leaning against the wall.“Hi, Sabrina,” she said, smiling.I came to a stop, my face in a soft smile. The thing is, ever since she had apologised, I wouldn’t say I was actually a fan of her. I mean, I had no idea what to do with her anyway. And now she was here, at my wedding rehearsal, well, I could understand that part. She was here because of the position her father held.“You look gorgeous.” Her tone was low, as if she didn’t want to be heard. “Red is definitely your colour.” She smiled.“Uh, thanks?” I stared at her with a confused look.She smiled. “I thought about getting you a gift, but I wasn’t sure you would like it...” She shrugged. “I mean, we weren’t exactly friends, were we?”This was awkward, the small talk, the ru
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