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                  Lucy was about to greet Jesse and Morgan walked through the door, but stopped short when she realised they were talking and didn’t want to interrupt. “We had a dress rehearsal yesterday.”

                  “We need another one,” Morgan muttered. “Something didn’t go as planned.”

                  “That’s not my fault.” Jesse grumbled. “It’s the afternoon before the wedding, if they mess it up this time, they can’t do another run through.”

                  “Just stop moaning,” Morgan hissed, digging her elbow into his side. She then looked up at Lucy, whose expression was half amused, half annoyed. “Hey.”

                  “Hi,” Lucy greeted them. “Sorry we’re doing this again. You’re the last ones. So, are you ready?”

                  “Sure!”

                  "God," Jesse muttered, rolling his eyes. "I was ready last time."

I wanna try and finish this tomorrow for you all as a Christmas present, and a thank you for supporting this series. 

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