Ansel's Journal
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I met her June 8th. All thanks to my sister's wedding. I didn't see her at the ceremony, but I did see her at the reception. I didn't get her name, but I remember what she was wearing. It was a knee length off the shoulder dress that was pale rose and complemented her skin tone gracefully. She had a camera on her and was walking around taking pictures of the event. I may be wrong, but I'm swore she called Eric cousin. I hope I see her again, cause I, Ansel Elgort, am in love.
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