Chapter 74: Dead Arielle

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Antonov’s POV   Playing: Wonderful Tonight by Eric Clapton   It's late in the evening; she's wondering what clothes to wear She puts on her make-up and brushes her long blonde hair And then she asks me, "Do I look all right?" And I say, "Yes, you look wonderful tonight"   The cold breeze gently swings her long and wavy hair while walking closer to me. The sounds of the waves echoes on to my ears as they added music to the song that is playing right now.   Her red hair glows brightly as the moon above illuminates every strand of it. She is walking gently down the aisle while holding the flowers I personally picked from the best floral shop in town.   “You look wonderful...” I muttered as she clings at my arm and we walk to the front where a priest is waiting and smiling happily

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