"Okay, it's about twenty minutes to showtime," Lizzie announced as she glanced at her watch. "Anything you need before I step out?"
"Nope, I'm good as far as wedding stuff goes," Faith replied, a soft smile on her lips. "But I do want to ask you a favor."
"Name it."
"If Nathan approaches you, promise me you'll give him a chance to speak."
Lizzie ducked her head, her eyes downcast as she fidgeted under the strain of her best friend's request. "I'm sure he won't even bother. I haven't heard from him at all."
"Just - promise me. Please."
"I promise."
"Fair enough," Faith said, and flung her arms around Lizzie. "See you out there. Love you, girl."
"I love you too, you big goofball," Lizzie answered, but hugged her back before she stepped out of the room.
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