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I reach down the table and squeeze her hand. “Are you nervous at all?”

Nic shakes her head. The woman is glowing with happiness, despite our surroundings. “I mean, maybe a little nervous about people staring at me, but not about the marriage part.”

“Because my brother’s a saint, blah-di-blah-blah,” Shay says, but she’s grinning. She can’t hide how happy she is to see Nic marry her brother