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**Xavier's POV**

I've called Dorothy several times, but she wasn't responding. It was three hours to our wedding and I hadn't heard from her and my mother is in panic.

“Xavier, did she pick up?” My mother asked, her voice breaking down, and I could tell she was on the verge of tears.

“I'm calling her, mother” I said, trying to soothe my mother's worry, but my mind wasn't even in the room