The Groom Who Was Mine

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desmaids, my lavender dres

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en I s

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vanished thr

man I searched for

ere, waitin

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uldn'

s shoulders, the small scar above his left ey

e, a vision in white, a tr

him, and he

He didn't even glance

blur, a meaningle

gainst my ribs, eac

gne flowed. Laughter and mus

ear the towerin

ged, my voice a

smile wide, al

't it a won

e words sticking in my

alter. "Yes. Micha

sappeared. His sta

r champagne, he

was in a terrible state. So m

oice dropping to a c

Picked him up, dusted him off. He was living in a tiny to

rayal a cold wave washing over me. "

my pain with her, my despera

offered tissues, t

her tone smug. "Away from all the... negativit

never t

found by... well, by his past. He needed t

, a gesture that

rah. You should

s the room, laughing with his groomsmen, his ar

fine. More

he hadn't a car

spared me a