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Erica:

I was up in the morning. Part of me wish I wasn't. I groaned in pain and grabbed my head. It hurt so much.

I stood up and walked to the mirror. Just as I had suspected, my eyes were red puffy, and my face was swollen.

That's what I got for crying so hard last night. The thoughts began to flood me. My wedding with Lorenzo was in two days.

I wished I could feel love for him, but I felt nothing. I was as empty as an old husk. He had been wonderful to me and the kids but despite all of that, I didn't care about him.

Dante.

He was in his pack. He had no idea I was getting married in two days. How would he feel? His kids?

No. I swore that I wouldn't let him know. He didn't deserve them. He didn't!

My door creaked open and I turned around in shock.

“Dad?"

He stood at the doorway. His eyes were a mixture of sadness and pride.

I realized that he had seen my tear-ridden face, and I turned back around, my back to him.

“I'll be with you in a few minutes. I'm…”

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