Flower Girl

Flower Girl

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I was buried up to my neck in stylish wedding magazines that were suffocating me. Ten stacks of invitation drafts I spent two hundred dollars on were sitting in the corner collecting dust, mocking me . Sample wedding fabric cards stitched with tinged yellow lace material laughed at me. Wedding planning was hard. But the harder part was planning your best friend's wedding. It wasn't because she was the most quiet bridezilla, or because she requested a white chocolate fountain that I had to auction my arm off for -- no, that was easy. The hardest part was being in love with her soon-to-be husband for almost ten years. My whole life has been a series of unfortunate events, all of which I've had a plan for. But what I didn't plan for was to meet Braxton. I didn't plan for the series of unfortunate events that would unravel like lace underneath my nose. I certainly didn't plan on having to post-pone my best friend's wedding (bonus!) because the mafia were after me (not so bonus).
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My Boss

And there I stood, with my mouth wide open, my hands shaking, and my legs frozen. My boss looks up from his victim that is laying dead at his feet before wiping his bloodied hands on his shirt. As he saunters over to me, with a devilish hint in his eyes, all I could think about was how freaking pissed I was for my own body betraying my mind when it told me to run. I take a deep breath and close my eyes as he reaches his red stained hands towards my face, knowing this could be my last moment on Earth. Bracing myself for death to happen upon me, I clench my eyes shut tighter and curse myself for not being more brave. You might be wondering how I've ended up in this situation. Well, it all started 6 months ago, when I met the gorgeous stranger who now is holding my fate in his hands....

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