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CHAPTER 12 I'm Not Gay

Griacia

I pushed open the glass doors of the boutique and stepped inside.

The scent of fresh roses and warm linen drifted around me, and for a moment, I just stood there, watching.

Couples moved around the showroom, laughing softly, holding hands. Brides tried on veils, twirling in front of ...