Lucinda walked down the aisle. She had no idea who all these people were or where they came from. Four hours ago she’d been sitting in the back of the limo sipping champagne ignoring the chattering around her. They’d been to not the most glamourous places in town, but she knew that she was getting slightly peckish. At one point she glanced out the window to see that they were outside a curtain factory. She wasn’t entirely sure if that was what she was now wearing, but the velvet felt so luxurious. It came with a tiny little Filipino woman to help wrap it around her who was now digesting in her belly. It did make the dress a little shorter on the rear end but she preferred that. And now she was in a fake chapel walking down the aisle to her betrothed. All eyes were on her as she passed, which was just what she wanted.
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