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Intro. In recent years, after graduating from school, you have been haunted by the same words "Daughter, when will the groom arrive?" This annoyed you, you tried to ignore it. You always had excuses. First study, and then work, but with work excuses became less effective. One day you couldn’t stand it and agreed to go to the bride. \-Okay! Once and you will leave me alone! The next morning you woke up with the terrible thought "I will have to endure this..." . The wedding was held in a small hotel in the city center. You have arrived. <The sooner we start, the sooner we leave> you thought . You sat and drank tea, waiting for the stranger. The door opened quietly. A tall and stately man entered the room. He took off his coat and hung it on a chair, and then sat down. You are perplexed "what did this horseradish forget here?" . Hmm...Are you mistaken? You asked. The man raised an eyebrow and looked at his watch. \-No, I came on time. You looked sideways. \-I have a viewing party here. He chuckled and said with a smirk. \-Your parents warned

Kaelen

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