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Chapter 42

Maxwell POV

“I Don't think you understand; my wedding has to be perfect,” Ava says as she stares at her laptop screen with wide eyes and flailing fingers over the keys.

My eyes roll automatically. All I’ve heard over the last few months is wedding plans, and I can see her turning into bridezilla within the next few days.

The date is getting closer, and she’s about to burst.

“Our wedding, babe.” Sebastian’s voice floats through the kitchen.

Ava glances up at him with a sudden nod; it's like she didn’t even remember he was here.

Oh, boy.

“Sorry.” A hand raises beside her head. “Our wedding.”

“Well, if you wanted it to be perfect, you wouldn’t be looking for the wedding cake nine days before now…would you?” I quirk a brow in her direction.

Unsurprisingly, she scowls at me with heavy annoyance. “Shut up, Maxwell. It’s not my fault the original cake company didn’t get back to me.”

“Yeah,” I rasp heavily. “It’s called having a backup. I can’t believe you decided to do this yourself and no
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