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I was alone again when Julie left to take care of some stuff.

Although she didn't tell me what it was, I guessed it was about boys.

I had noticed she was staring at one of the guests in a somewhat sexy way and she had excused herself to go attend to him.

I gagged as I imagined what they could be doing right now.

Sighing whilst shaking my head to clear the thoughts of Julie and her maybe newfound sexual partner out of my mind, I sat on the chair quietly whilst observing my surroundings for the first time.

The decoration had been done in my favourite colour which was lavender.

Even though I was a girly girl, I wasn't quite interested in the colour pink.

Rather, I found it overly revolting. At first, it didn't disgust me, until people began to think I was an airhead due to the colour I chose to wear often. Also, the colour of my hair might have contributed to it.

I let in

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I let out a breath and watched Sin walk away from me, towards a room. Also, I was disappointed, he hadn't kissed me as I had thought he would.

Maybe, I was insane to have imagined he would after shoving him the way I did.

Sin looked to be in control than I was. If he hadn't halted, I was sure I would have gripped his face and pressed my lips on his.

"Ugh, crazy thoughts." I groaned, whilst fixing the strap of my dress he had pushed down.

I walked towards the door he had gone into, twisted the knob and peeked before entering the room.

I hesitated at the doorpost whilst gazing around. It was a master bedroom with a large four-poster bed at the end. A mahogany walk-in closet was at the left corner of the room and an exquisite looking vanity was at the side of the bed.

Sin stood in front of the vanity, his back was to me and I blushed as I stared at his unclothed body.

His 

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There were a lot of things I would not wish to happen to me. I had made a bucket list full of them.

But, not in my wildest dreams would I have thought I was going to be the bride of the stranger I often fantasize about.

After the first day we had met, which was two years ago, I hadn't seen him again until today.

Yet, it didn't stop me from thinking about him often.

Being wedded to him was nothing like I had imagined.

I had thought him to be a sweet and caring man. Someone that would be my knight in shining armour whenever I was distressed.

Someone that would comfort me whilst wrapping his strong arm around me.

It was absurd!

I should not have thought of all that because I realized now that they were all wishful thinking.

The man beside me, the freaking hunk that the minister had joined with me, was an obnoxious jerk.

He wasn't like the man I had envisaged. Rather, th

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I was alone again when Julie left to take care of some stuff.

Although she didn't tell me what it was, I guessed it was about boys.

I had noticed she was staring at one of the guests in a somewhat sexy way and she had excused herself to go attend to him.

I gagged as I imagined what they could be doing right now.

Sighing whilst shaking my head to clear the thoughts of Julie and her maybe newfound sexual partner out of my mind, I sat on the chair quietly whilst observing my surroundings for the first time.

The decoration had been done in my favourite colour which was lavender.

Even though I was a girly girl, I wasn't quite interested in the colour pink.

Rather, I found it overly revolting. At first, it didn't disgust me, until people began to think I was an airhead due to the colour I chose to wear often. Also, the colour of my hair might have contributed to it.

I let in a deep breath as the cool wind caressed my face. I wonder if my parents had gone through my diary b

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