“Victoria, what the hell are you doing here?” Samantha walked in Victoria’s office to find her sitting at her desk.
“I am here checking my emails, I have so many,” she replied, but Samantha knew that was a lie.
“Are you getting cold feet?” She asked, folding her arms around her chest, “you are not even dressed. Come on, your groom is waiting, and he is probably anxious.”
She was right, Victoria was getting cold feet.
“Maybe asking Brandon to marry me was a bad idea,” she said, stopping Samantha on her tracks.
“You’re kidding, right?”
Victoria shook her head and Samantha took her hand to kiss her knuckles before she kissed her lips gently.
“You love that man and you will marry him, because that’s what you want. We’ll be here for you, beautiful.”
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