Annie loved her job at the Ever After Bridal Shop. The place had a radiance about it. She sold, displayed, and fitted exquisite bridal gowns.
But she never wore one.
Annie was single and determined to stay that way. Ever after? What a joke. Her parents had divorced when she was twelve. Her sister’s marriage had lasted only two years.
But as she arrayed the skirt of a brocade gown in the display window this morning, tingles ran up and down her spine. She looked out to see Mr. Absolutely Right smiling at her. Too late! Cupid’s arrow had struck.
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