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Run, Girl (If You Can)

Keeley, a simple plain Jane, hits the jackpot. [No, she did not win the lottery!] At least that's what she thinks when she marries the most eligible bachelor in New York City: Aaron, a wealthy cold-hearted heartthrob and Tycoon. She wants to show the world that she deserves her position and bends over backward to fit into his world. One beautiful day, Aaron hands her a document asking her to sign. A divorce paper... "She's pregnant, and I need to take responsibility." That is the last thing that keeps on playing in her mind before she takes her last breath. Keeley dies, a 'hit and run'. [End of story. Not!] For some unexplainable reason, she wakes up as her younger self. A young high school girl, around the time when she first meets her cheating husband. Remembering her life with Aaron before she died, she makes a promise to herself that she will do everything in her power to avoid him at all costs. Will she be able to keep her promise when Aaron has his own plans as well, specifically for her? Or will she repeat history and fall for him once more... Why not journey with me and find out the truth behind their story. *Cover art by polkadottedscrunchie*

Mcllorycat · Fantasy
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547 Chs

A Silly Superstition

The morning of Lydia's wedding dawned and most of the bridesmaids were hungover. This was why bachelorette parties should be two days before weddings instead of the night before.

Everyone nursed their headaches and drank tons of water with breakfast trying to make themselves feel better. Keeley felt like she was going to puke because of all those shots so she took a couple of antacid tablets. It helped a bit.

At least the wedding wasn't until 11 AM so they had a couple hours of getting ready for the headaches to lessen.

At the venue in the bridal room, the maid of honor painstakingly curled Lydia's hair before twisting and pinning it into an elaborate updo. The bridesmaids were wearing their hair in low buns with a few wisps loose to frame their faces.

The bouquets lay off to the side as everyone worked on their hair and makeup. Lydia's was made of purple roses and lavender while everyone else's bouquets were lavender and baby's breath.