Chapter 31:

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Rafe My phone rang, I jolted up and opened the door for my dad. He helped me clean the house and re-arranged it. I placed some rose petals on the bed and opened a new air freshener in our room. My dad helped me get ready and I styled my hair. We sat down around the kitchen island. My dad poured some whiskey for us and we drank in silence " You're really lucky, son" he said, placing his hand on mine. I smiled weakly. My nerves were out the roof and I felt like I was about to throw up. I tried to control my breath and looked back at my father " I'm really proud of the man you've become. She has helped you in ways no one can. You made the right decision, marrying her" he smiled as he got up, re-arranging his suit. " It's time?" I asked and he nodded. He nodded and we drove to the venue.

As I walked in, it was all medieval. I sat on a chair, my hands were sweaty and panic took over me. People started to gather and sit in there seats. Many smiled at me and I smiled back. John B and Pope were behind me, my dad was my best man. My mum looked at me with a wide smile. " All rise"  the man said and the door slowly opened.

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