Chapter 38 The Stolen Dance
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- It hit me like a barrel of waves. The most beautiful thing I had ever laid my eyes on.
- She was walking down the aisle in a whitish dress and her long hair down. There were flowers decorating her hair. She was smiling at everyone, and occasionally looking down, blushing from all the attention. She was so beautiful and she didn't even know it.