Barbara. ** "Shit! He is still not picking up, Julian..." I said, bending my head as the phone rang out for the fifth time against my ear, and I felt like screaming. This had to be a joke. It had to be a bad dream I would wake up from any second, because only last night Dante and I had talked about the wedding, laughing about how impatient we were to slide rings onto each other's fingers, and we had even invited our exes just to prove there was love after them. Now I stood in a gown that cost more than a car, having just finished my vows with the wrong man, my fiancé's half brother, Graham, who had stepped in like a hero after I spent a painful hour staring at the church door, waiting for my prince charming to walk in, take my hand and lift my veil. Julian rubbed my back gently and leaned close to my ear. "I need you to stay calm, Barbara...this is still your day, and even if he is not here you have to keep that face on, because people are watching and you know how hungry social
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