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... believed in fate.
Destiny, karma, the red string of whatever. All of it sounded like cope. Something people told themselves when life handed them a raw deal. "Oh, it was meant to be." No. It wasn’t meant to be anything. Things just happened, and you dealt with them.
That’s what I believed, anyway.
Standing at the altar, watching the most beautiful woman I’d ever seen walk toward me in a white dress, I was starting to reconsider.
Maybe fate exists.
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