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Katherine
The Percy limo pulled up in front of the towering Greco-revival facade of Cipriani Wall Street. For dozens and dozens of events, I’d shown up in this limousine with a parade of my friends in tow—all in coordinating outfits and happily drunk by the time we arrived.
Today was different.
Today, Camden Percy stepped out of the limo first. He reached back, offering me his hand, and I took it. Then I stepped out onto the red carpet with my husband at my side. It felt monumental in that moment. Something that would feel so ordinary to most couples, but we weren’t most couples. We weren’t really like anyone else. An arranged marriage was strange enough. Though it had worked for us. Until now… when it didn’t work anymore because this was more than just an arrangement. It was more t
