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JOHN’S POV.
I walked out of Dad’s mansion into the beautiful night, and saw the guests doing various things. Due to the fact that the wedding had taken place in the evening, they had been told they would stay overnight, and have a feast to celebrate the wedding the next day.
“My good man, John! Come here.” One of Dad’s best friends, who had flown thirteen hours just to attend my wedding said, opening his arms.
We embraced, and he slapped my shoulder, “There you go. You’re all grown up now. You found yourself a beautiful bride.” He said, and the people with him all laughed.
“You know, this boy was a really ambitious boy from the start. When he was five, he would sit on his dad’s lap while we talked about business, and politics, and he would ask a lot of questions.”
“You did that,
