What I would give to have you look at me like the way I look at you. - Alex
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18. Rings, Promises and Meetings
(Alexandra)
Alex rubbed her eyes as she blearily walked inside the kitchen, hiding a huge yawn behind her palm. Her hair was sticking up in all the direction and her crumpled pajama looked like it had seen better years. Oh, it was, but it was also her favorite one. It was the last on she had bought when she went out to shopping with her dad. Whenever she missed him, she would put it on and it was most of the times and so the pajama had become worn out and faded, but she couldn't throw it away.
"Aren't you ready yet?" Logan stared at her with a frown. "God, Alex, we don't have time and we still have so much to do with the wedding." He looked impatiently at his watch. "We are
