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.

Enter title…

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!”

over there,” Magdalen beamed. “You don’t

with me,

Sophia keep you company

I’ll come back soon!”

Magdalen hugged her tight. “Ella,

patted her back affectionately.

snapped a picture of Magdalen and Estelle locked

embrace, the sunset casting a golden

two of them a radiant tableau frozen in

bashful pink as

sparkling with mock annoyance. “Have we

clichéd flirting, you

Manley admitted with a casual smile. “But I

I’ve seen

tiptoes, feigning cuteness.

be?”

were a bridesmaid, weren’t you?”

exclaimed.

fact that

Did she really leave

on, you’re kidding, right? We were all in

of course, we’ve met!”

much attention earlier,” Manley said with a devil-maycare

turned a deeper shade of red,

him. “What are you

talking

for making Estelle look so good next to you!

narrowed with a chilling aloofness, “keep your distance

off on her,

a life of privilege, had

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