46: The French Connection

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* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *   VERONA, ITALY   * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *   ~ MAIA’s POV ~   “One… two… three… smile!” the photographer yelled as Charles and I struck another pose. The camera clicked and we heard a roll of shutters, capturing probably a hundred photos at once.   “Good. One more time, this time all the family together,” he said and gestured for Charles’s parents and my mom to enter the frame.   Everyone was wearing the biggest dresses and the thickest suits, Charles and I included. All five of us stood next to each other and we looked like a scene from the Game of Thrones.   I was so tired and so over this. This charade had been going since five in the morning, and I still had to get up early tomorrow for the actual wedding. This mor

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