Ada turned off the engine of her vehicle at the entrance to the clerk's office. She kept both hands on the steering wheel, but she was in no hurry to get out. "Your judgment really is so, so terrible."I froze for a moment.Half a month ago, I had been happily preparing to get engaged to Lydia. I sent out the invitations, chose the hotel, and tried on suits... I was so busy, just like a headless chicken.One night, I received a text from an unfamiliar number.[Your judgment is so, so terrible. Are you sure you want to get married?]I looked at the number for a long time before remembering whose it was. I was so angry that I blocked it at once. Then, I turned to look at her.Ada suddenly held my forearm. "Do you regret it?"The question came without warning.I looked into her eyes. There was no inquisitiveness in them, no teasing; only a rare, almost cautious seriousness.The girl who had fought me over candy when we were children and blocked my doorway, refusing to leave unt
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