Chapter Hundred And Fifty Seven

  

  DAMIAN

  

  I stood there, gaze fixed on the very end of the pew, as I waited. The familiar strains of the wedding march started up.

  

  

  And then, there she was.

  

  Amelia dressed all in white, looked like a fairy princess, and she radiated brightly, a glow coming from inside her. At he...

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