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"I guess I shouldn't marry him" she whispered to her father while walking down the aisle along with him, feeling the pre wedding jitters.

"Why?" he murmured, smiling at the guests.

"He can never be you" she said nervously.

That one sentence uttered and a teardrop escaped their eyes in sync.

One of Pride, the other of Loss.

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