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Kate picked up the invitation again, noting the elegant pearlescence of the paper, the way it seemed to glow. Then she tore it into tiny, gleaming squares, wrapped it in coupons, and threw it in the trash. If Teresa couldn’t face marrying whiny, clingy Crey alone, maybe she should call off the wedding.
Jwenn Kòd