CHAPTER 4

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When I got home, a package was in front of my door so I took it and went inside. "What's this?"-I muttered to myself I looked for names but there was nothing. I sat at my sofa and ripped it open. When I opened it , it was some files and pictures of a girl. There even has a videotape. " Rebecca Marchess"-I read the files subject. There was also a letter at the very back of the files 'This is my girlfriend -Vance Cooper-' I was shocked as to how he knew my address and also with my contact info. Is he a goddamn stalker? Well at least he's a handsome one. I felt irritated and left the files in the sofa and went to the kitchen to make some food. Of course I cook my own foods. Do my own laundry, Yes I wear the same clothes over and over just until it looks bad. I don't bother for any maids since I only live alone and I know a lot of household chores. I wasn't born with a silver spoon on my mouth. I am originally poor without meeting my real parents. I grew up in an orphanage till I was 6 and was adopted by two childless couples. My Mama Meredith and Papa Tris, I had them travel so they can have more time together. they're both the reason why I followed my dream. They've supported me with all they had. And they're also the reason why I've decided to become a wedding planner, they're love for each other was something I wanted to support in my lifetime. I thought that helping people achieve they're dream of getting married would make me happy. I mean it does make me happy, but I still feel like there's something missing.
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