Sincerely Yours, Asshole
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Katie is a 23 year old fashion designer. She's attending her best friend's wedding. in her opinion love doesn't exist, and it's bunch of crap that people made up so they don't feel lonely. Of course she only says that cause she onetime fell inlove and got heartbroken.
For her surprise, the man that broke her heart, is attending the wedding too, so naturally they meet again, her being the made of honor and him the best man, which could only lead to disasters.
As the wedding proceeds to happen, she remembers everything from her past, from the day they met, till now.
They never got along well, they couldn't be in a same room without fighting, or breaking things, or ruining everything. Will this happen again, will they ruin the wedding? or will they manage to live in peace, and maybe, just maybe, get back the love they lost?
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