The seamstress had taken my wedding dress for a final fitting to fix details before the big day. I was, of course, nervous, but also a bit anxious due to what had happened at the hospital. I thought Dr. Bailey would come out to confront me for talking about her with her sister, but in reality, we didn't take long to leave that day.
And we wouldn't see her next week because of the wedding. After what had happened with Henry Craig, Arthur decided it was best to move the wedding date forward to avoid bad company, so instead of waiting longer, we would do it in two weeks. After all, almost everything was ready except for the dress and his suit, which he had also ordered to be made, only unlike me, he would have it brought from Italy, so he wasn't as rushed with the preparations as I was.
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