Prologue

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"Good morning! Everything okay?" Carol, who was my business partner for about a year snapped me out.

"Mhmm yea. Something's just bothering me." I continued packing.

"Does it have to do with your mom?" She glanced at me.

"I had a nightmare last night." I sat on the chair crossing my right leg on the other.

"And?" Her eyes narrowed.

"I was in a wedding." I recalled.

"You must be really nervous about telling your mom that Harold asked you to marry him." She laughed a bit.

"It's not that." I objected.

"If not then what?" She moved closer to hear what I was going to say.

"It was my wedding." Every smile of me dropped.

"Then you're excited." She teased.

"But I was not about to marry Harold." My eyes stared at the floor.

"Then who?" She got even more interested.

"I can't remember his face." I bit my lip.

"You're not cheating on Harold, are you?" Her face pulled a brow.

"Of course not!" I laughed to myself.

"You don't have to worry 'bout it. Dreams are dreams. They always turn into nightmares when you overthink." She moved out my sight and got the boxes from the table.

"I know but it seemed so true." I was back on my stupidity again.

"How long have you guys been dating anyway?" She wondered.

"About a year I think?" I tried to remember our anniversary. I'm so bad at dates.

"Pretty much to think about marriage." She mumbled.

"Well I hope it's the right decision." I thought once again.

"You and Harold will figure it out together." She threw me a look. "Now let's get these done before Mrs. Rivera arrives."

I got out from my seat and finished the packages.

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