None Of that was my fault bae

He whispered as he came to sit right beside her on their king-size bed in their presidential suite.

The wedding planner just made a mistake or probably misunderstood some of your directives.

He gave her the sweetest smile he could.

But she wasn’t looking at him, just kept staring at that same spot on the floor.

It had been an hour since her hysterical outburst and she hadn’t said a word. This was unlikely of her.

Something else was bothering her and not just the wedding rehearsal gone wrong….

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