CHAPTER FORTY-SEVEN.

A year had gone by since Bruno proposed to her and she said yes. It had been that long because she wanted it, they wanted it. They wanted to spend time with each other, get to know each other and become friends. They wanted to hold hands in the streets, stare at the stars at night in each other's arms and dance in the fire. The fire of courtship.

Courtship was all roses and honey for the both of them. They had gone through that fire, felt that heat and after a year, they were ready to get married.

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She was sitting in her bedroom, on her well dressed bed. The makeup artist had just finished applying a light make-up on her face and she was waiting for Sarah to come over and help her dress up. Her eyes were glued to the phone in her hand.

When the door cracked open, she raised her head to look at who was coming in and when she realised it was Sarah, she gently placed the phone on the bed. Her face beamed with a smile and she rose to her feet a