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Olandria arrives late to Nic and Cierra's wedding, her heart racing as she locks eyes with him during the ceremony.
Don’t look. Don’t you fucking look. But he did. Nic.
His name burned behind her ribs. She didn’t move. Didn’t breathe. Just held his gaze, her own dark eyes unreadable, her expression carefully blank. A muscle feathered in his jaw. His fingers twitched again, this time against Cierra’s, as if he’d forgotten he was holding her hand. The silence stretched, a taut, trembling thing.
*this is a fictional story based on real people, if either party feels uncomfortable i will take it down*
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