Chapter 17

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I looked at her and opened it to see beautiful wedding dress. I looked at her and smiled asking,

"Are you sure?"

"Yes. It need some fresh air." She said jokely.

"It's beautiful. Where did you get it?" I asked her.

"I had it if I ever wanted to tempt that again." She told us.

"We didn't know you were married." Chris said.

"I wasn't. I got cold feet and left him at the altar." She told us.

"Did he ever forgive for it?" Myra asked.

"Yeah. He is not married to some lovely women. Also very happy. I am happy for them. He deserves it. It just wasn't our time. It was my time." She told us.

"Thank-you." I said to her.

"You are welcome. Now go get man." She told us.

"I will." I told her.

We went back to Chris and my room. I was carrying the box smiling. I was now the happiness girl in the world. This is fate way to tell me this is my time. I am finally getting the chance to meet him. We walked into my room. I put the box on my desk and I put my mask on top.

"Tomorrow is your day Tris. You got this." Chris said.

We all got comfy and we fell asleep. The last thing I remember was thinking about him. I fell asleep thinking about him.

"Guys wake up." Chris yelled to wake us up.

"Chris, it's the weekend. Let's us sleep in. We don't have to get ready until later." I heard Lauran say.

"I am with Lauren. Four gave me the day off of training. So I want to sleep." I said told her.

"Come on. We have to get breakfast and get things set up." Chris said now trying to pull me out of bed.

I then felt another pair of hands helping her. I looked up to see Myra and Shauna trying to help her get me out of my bed. The rest of the girls were just watching them. I grabbed my bed head board and I was not going without a fight.

"Come on Tris. You are the only one still in bed." Chris said.

"No. Let me sleep." I told her.

Then my hand lost my grip and I was now on the floor and they were laughing and cheering. I then got up and huffed.

"We win." Chris said to me.

We headed to breakfast in our night clothes. No one really don't care because it is the weekend. So we don't have to be in regular clothes in the morning.


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