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PARIS, FRANCE
ONE YEAR LATER
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~ HUNTER’s POV ~
“I can’t believe we’re married now!” Maia squealed in excitement as she pushed the door to our bedroom open. “I can’t believe I get to tell people that I have a husband!”
With a glass of champagne in her hand, she was twirling around the room in her white satin dress. I was walking right behind her in my simple white shirt and black slacks, and I closed the door shut.
“I’m sorry the wedding day didn’t end up the way we planned,” I said with a sigh.
“Are you kidding? It’s even better than we planned. We didn’t have to worry about who to invite and how to entertain the guests,” Maia giggled as she sipped her bubbly drink. Leaning her
