“It’s beautiful,” I say. “You’re beautiful. You’re stunning.” His gaze soaks me in. “Thank you.” I feel the blush set in as the preacher asks everyone to sit. I look up at the arbor again and think about everything it signifies. The preacher is talking about love and loyalty, cherishing the person you love. Noah squeezes my hands and I look up, tears in my eyes. “Are you okay?” Noah whispers. I feel as though I can’t get enough air. My chest gets tighter and it’s all I can do to stand in place. I shake my head and look at the preacher. “I need to stop you.” He abruptly cuts off what he was
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