CHAPTER SEVENTY-ONE🌕

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"I told Dawn that the colors red and royal purple clash," Theresa told Clara. "Now take a look at this place." Clara craned her neck to look around the ballroom. She looked up at the billowing purple drapes that hung from the grand windows. "This may still be salvageable if we can get the catering staff to switch out the purple tablecloths for silver. Isn't there a set of silver tablecloths in the back room?" Theresa smiled. "You are correct. Thank you, Luna. This is why, Clara, we need to plan the wedding; otherwise, it will end up..." The two mothers exited. Sapphire shook her head and returned her attention to the place cards on the table in front of her. Her task was straightforward. All she had to do was match each Alpha name card to its corresponding table number. The ballroo

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