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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!”

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

“I saw Jonathan over there,” Magdalen beamed. “You don’t have to hang

around with me, go find him!”

Estelle’s eyes shimmered with emotion. “Let Sophia keep you company for a bit,

I’ll come back soon!”

“Yeah,” Magdalen hugged her tight. “Ella, I’m so happy!”

Estelle patted her back affectionately. “So am I!”

Nearby, the photographer snapped a picture of Magdalen and Estelle locked in

an embrace, the sunset casting a golden glow over the flower-strewn garden –

the two of them a radiant tableau frozen in time.

Meanwhile, Gabrielle’s cheeks flushed with a bashful pink as Manley struck up a

conversation, her eyes sparkling with mock annoyance. “Have we met? That’s

some pretty clichéd flirting, you know.”

“Yeah, it’s pretty cheesy,” Manley admitted with a casual smile. “But I just

remembered where I’ve seen you before!”

Gabrielle stood on her tiptoes, feigning cuteness. “Oh? And where might that

be?”

“At the wedding ceremony. You were a bridesmaid, weren’t you?” Manley

exclaimed.

Gabrielle’s smile faltered, stuck on the fact that his ‘recollection’ was of a

moment just hours prior. Did she really leave such an insignificant impression?

She forced a laugh. “Come on, you’re kidding, right? We were all in the chapel,

of course, we’ve met!”

“Sorry, I wasn’t paying much attention earlier,” Manley said with a devil-maycare grin. “I tend to overlook the less

appealing sights.”

Her face turned a deeper shade of red, a mix of anger and embarrassment

flashing in her eyes as she glared at him. “What are you trying to say? Why are

you even talking to me?”

“Just wanted to thank you for making Estelle look so good next to you! And,”

Manley’s eyes narrowed with a chilling aloofness, “keep your distance from her.

Don’t let your plainness rub off on her, not even a little bit.”

Gabrielle, accustomed to a life of privilege, had never been so belittled. She

was livid.

But Manley simply turned and walked away, his disdain clear in his departing

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silhouette.

The garden was bustling, so Estelle made her way to a quieter spot, walking

past a gazebo and away from the heart of the festivities. The solitude was

refreshing.

The bouquet in her hand was vibrant, symbolizing protection and love, and for

the first time, Estelle found the language of flowers truly moving.

She wandered along the castle’s walls, taken by the view, when suddenly a tall

figure emerged from behind a blossoming tree. Estelle paused, and their gazes

locked, an instant tenderness softening her features.

The man she had been longing for stood before her, and Estelle, clutching the

bouquet, forgot to move, her eyes fixed on him.

Had it really only been ten days since they last saw each other? Why did it feel

like an eternity?

Jonathan looked back at her, his deep eyes as vast as the ocean. Then, with

purposeful strides, he closed the distance between them, wrapping her up in his

strong arms.

Estelle’s empty heart filled to the brim in a heartbeat, her cheek pressing against

the comforting warmth of his chest as she clung to his shoulders.

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