It was tricky for Samantha to decide whether to believe him or not. Ethan was always nice and a gentleman, but from her previous experiences she had learnt to to believe guys easily, so she kept on replaying the question over and over in her mind that afternoon: Shall I believe that he truly loves me?
Her white dress and lily flowers made her look like an angel who had just descended from Heaven. Everything was ready from the cake to the petals of flowers under the tree she was going to say "I do" to Ethan. Her sisters and parents had taken care of every single flower, decoration, food, visitors, music, and everything she could think of. Now what? She was going to back off last moment?
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