Gabrielle’s heart raced, her mind swiftly conjuring up the quintessential

bridesmaid and groomsman love story.

The bouquet toss had slipped from her thoughts; all she saw were Manley’s

mesmerizing eyes, which seemed to dance with a mischievous fire.

The bouquet soared high without competition, and amidst a chorus of shrieks, it

landed gracefully in Estelle’s hands.

The crowd swarmed around her, their cheers and whoops encircling Estelle in a

cocoon of joy.

The photographer’s shutter clicked, capturing Estelle’s gentle smile as she

gazed down at the bouquet.

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Cradling the flowers, Estelle felt an unfamiliar warmth bloom within her. She

sought out the man she wanted to see, but the sea of faces was overwhelming.

Magdalen turned and hurried over to Estelle, her voice bubbling with

excitement. “There you go, you caught the bouquet! You’ll be the next one

walking down the aisle!”

Estelle’s lips curled into a soft smile. “I sure hope so!”

there,” Magdalen beamed. “You

me, go find

with emotion. “Let Sophia keep you company for a

I’ll come back soon!”

tight. “Ella, I’m so

patted her back affectionately. “So

snapped a picture of Magdalen and

the sunset casting a golden glow over the flower-strewn

a radiant tableau

bashful pink

her eyes sparkling with mock

clichéd

cheesy,” Manley admitted with a casual smile. “But I

where I’ve seen you

tiptoes, feigning cuteness. “Oh? And where

be?”

You were a

exclaimed.

fact that his ‘recollection’ was of

just hours prior. Did she

on, you’re kidding, right?

of course, we’ve met!”

said with a devil-maycare grin.

of red, a

in her eyes as she glared at him. “What are you

even talking to

Estelle look so good next to

with a chilling aloofness, “keep your distance

plainness rub off on her,

privilege, had never been so

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