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Chloe
Nikolai was wrong. It’s not just the dress. After lunch, a pack of fashionably dressed people invades the house, bringing with them everything from a department store’s worth of shoes to hair styling tools. Alina directs them all with brisk efficiency, and before I know it, I’m washed, waxed, plucked, perfumed, styled, and made up to the nth degree.
By the time we actually get to the dress selection, I feel like I’ve been through a mild form of torture, and everything takes on a surreal vibe. My wedding day—just those words are like something out of a book or movie, a fictional tale featuring a girl who can’t possibly be me.
Marriage was never my dream. Not the way it is for some women. It was just something I figured would happen in the future if I met the right person and al
