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something terrible had happened.
“What did they do?” he asked, anger already rising in his voice.
She told him everything.
The General slowly shook his head. “They really thought they could destroy you by ripping apart a few dresses?”
At 9 a.m., the church near Austin was full. Guests whispered—the bride was late.
In the front row, her family sat smug.
Then continue reading …
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