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re of Amelia, Barth wa
ilenced. No matter whose name was written on the invitations, William was marrying Amelia
smiled and assisted
ed themselves to the guests. However, they still had to go through all the wedding procedu
atest of happiness," he said joyfully. "But if you want to be happy for the rest of your lives, you have to eat the apple together. It may look delicious, but there's ac
fore turning to the ring on her finger. The di
could. The only thing she ever wan
he host, they bent their heads and readie
their view-being manipulated by the assistant. At the sudden movement, Will
peck on the cheek, her
ch an innocent woman. She was not some te
the assistant and conti
d to get a bite out of the apple. Amelia glanced at William, findin
fruit. Every time they neared, Amelia would blush. Every ti
had left him. Without this occurrence, he
liam's parents had gone back first. Since Amelia wanted to head back
mmediately ran upstairs to her bedroom. William furrow
bed. She had hidden it under her bed because she was so afraid tha
ng to take a look, s
all these years, and I've never seen her this happy," he noted. "I
," he promised solemnly. Although he had been angry a
lli
down the stairs in her high h