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William's POV

It's the event day and Amelia is sitting in front of the vanity mirror as she combed her hair.

I sighed before going into the bathroom. I wore my suit and Amelia is still in front of the vanity mirror, just staring at herself. Neither of us has spoken a word to each other today.

I looked at the blue dress Amelia is putting on and I smiled bitterly