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CHAPTER ELEVEN

Author: Megan Rae
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A week to her wedding, Eloise is not feeling the excitement that most women claim to feel right before they get married. Maybe it is because all of the drama that has happened before it has been enough excitement that the ceremony itself just cannot measure up. In fact, Fay and Eliza are much more excited than she is, one would think that it is their wedding. They are constantly talking about dresses and hats and guests as though those things are their business. Eloise just watches them be excited with a blank expression on her face, hoping that she can muster some excitement on the actual wedding day.

“Eloise, are you alright?” Fay asks, interrupting Eloise’s thoughts.

“I’m fine,” Eloise replies halfheartedly.

“You don’t look fine.” Eliza says. “You look bored. Are we boring you?”

“No.” Eloise chuckles. “It is just that everything is so peaceful right now.”

“And that is a problem?” Eliza asks with an eyebrow raised.

“No,” Eloise says quickly. “You know how there is a calm before the
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