Played for Fools: Our Unstoppable Wedding

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. Tucked in the back, I found it: a delicate, bohemian-style lace dress, with long bell sleeves and a simp

from his perch on a velvet pouf, looking sur

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small winery. Intimate. Classy.

ents have friends who own a little vineyard. Called 'Ser

close aunts and uncles who wouldn't ask too many questions.

ah called his mom, and I called mine, expectin

mom had gushed. "We always knew you and

action, already discussing what she'd

ers," Noah said, hanging up, looking slightly d

guess," I said. "One wedding,

istic habit I couldn't quite break – I saw Olivia's la

n the center, was a picture of a Napa winery. Not just any winery. It looked suspiciously like the one Jack had on

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, then. We'd better make sure Se

e venue Jack and I are looking at! It's this stunning place in Napa, you'd die

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