![]() ![]() That had me snorting so hard that the makeup artist ended up brushing eye shadow all across my forehead. Charo was trying to sneak a photo of me with her phone. To which, he replied no more than a couple of minutes later.Īaron: Yes, I’m hiding in the bathroom. Not more than an hour after leaving the apartment, I started to miss him-like properly brooding and sighing and wondering what he was doing-so I texted him. My choice of words had my heart skipping a beat, but I promised myself it wasn’t a big deal and left it there. Charo would be driving him to the wedding venue.īe strong and don’t succumb, I wrote down. Just in case, I left Aaron a note, telling him that I’d see him in a few hours because I’d be getting ready with Isabel. Because I didn’t want to go, not really, and I was a weak, weak woman when it came to him. So, once I got everything packed and was ready to go, right before sneaking out the door without waking him up-even though I had learned by then that he, too, slept like the dead-I leaned very silently and brushed a soft kiss against his jaw. Earlier that morning, when my alarm had gone off a little after dawn and I had slipped out of Aaron’s warm embrace quietly-but not panic-ridden-I had immediately regretted agreeing to meet my sister hours before the wedding. ![]()
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