Chapter Seventeen

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Arabelle tied her hair into a messy bun and applied some amount of peach coloured lipstick before walking out the door . Archer was wearing a suit complimenting His belle's dress . Arabelle huffed sitting down on the couch and grabbed her heels . "Are you tired ?" Archer asked kneeling down in front of her and pecking her lips . "Very " she muttered pushing her face to rest in his neck . Archer chuckled pulling her back and kissing her forehead . "We just have to be there for couple for hours then we can leave " he said and Arabelle nodded . She took the heels in her hand but Archer grabbed them and pushed away the end of her dress . He took her feet in his hand and slipped both the heels on her legs before standing up and helping her up . "Come here " he said dragging her to the mirror

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