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ALINA
In a moment, I was standing beside Luca, holding the bouquet he had gotten for me, feeling the hurt on my wrist.
The next moment, I was in the car, beside his secretary, heading to a place I didn't know.
"Aren't you with the dress? Why can't I just wear it?" I asked her for the third time.
She smiled patiently. "I'm sorry, Mrs. Marino, b
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