Emily pov
She stood before the mirror, her breath caught at the sight of herself, A bride again. Her fingers brushed the fabric, not believing that this was real that in just a few minutes she would walk down the aisle.

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Emily pov
She stood before the mirror, her breath caught at the sight of herself, A bride again. Her fingers brushed the fabric, not believing that this was real that in just a few minutes she would walk down the aisle.

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