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It’s too late to get cold feet now. He had popped the question, and I had said yes. Did I think things would get better if we were engaged? Yes. Yes, I did. Were they getting better right now? No, not really. I knew, academically speaking, this probably didn’t bode well for tying the knot, but… breaking up with him weeks before the wedding seemed like a particularly cruel act, and it wasn’t like he was a bad person. Not at all. You’re overthinking it, Celeste. Lots of people probably lose their s*x drive right before a wedding because of nerves. He’s probably just nervous, like you. The wedding night will be great, and after that… well, one step at a time. “Excuse me?” The little girl at the front of the group asked, interrupting my anxious thoughts. She fiddled with her ponytail. “Are

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