"No matter what, it can't compare to this would—be bride of yours!" Amelie said as she reached out her hands to help her tidy up her hair. In her eyes, there was her older sister's tender love for her younger sister.
"You're so beautiful, you must be the center of attention today. Don't forget what I told you! Bryson and I have discussed it before, and if you like someone, he will introduce him to you.” Betty laughed.
Amelie glared at her snappily, "I already said there's no need."
Not long after, Amelie met with the six bridesmaids. Amelie had a kind of temperament that had been practiced in high politics all year round. It was both capable and dignified.
"Betty, the auspicious hour is about to arrive. We should go out. Your carriage is outside." A bridesmaid said to her.
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