He's standing at the altar. It's the first time in ten years that I've seen him and my stomach leaps up into my chest cavity. The faces on either side of me blur into a mass of toothy smiles as the church organ roars into life. I try to focus on my job as maid of honour. I straighten out the train of Zoe's dress and press my lips together into what I hope looks like a smile. He's the best
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