Say Yes to the Dress for a Slave Bride
Catherine sighed and sipped her coffee. It had already been a terribly long day and she was more than ready to go home. She vaguely wished she'd never told her boss that she was willing to pick up the extra hours, but then again she did need the money. With a touch of resignation she fumbled through the file cabinet for the next appointment sheet. She blinked in astonishment when she found it. Normally they were covered with notes, the brides measurements and a host of inspirations. This one...
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