Belated Devotion Is No Match for Freedom
From the back cover
A friend asked me to be her bridesmaid. When I stepped out of the changing room in a white gown, Denys, who had rushed over to pick me up, visibly froze. My friend took the chance to push me into his arms as a joke. She asked whether Denys and I should just hold our wedding next month too, alongside hers. It was only a joke, but it made Denys's expression shift again and again.
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