Chapter 47 Forty-Seven

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SYDNEY'S POV

The only light in the room came from the brightness of our phone screens and the TV. The TV was muted while Grace and I idly worked on our phones.

"Woah," Grace held her phone up in front of my face. "Sydney, look at this."

My gaze settled on the dress...

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