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                         "He's going to make your day," Livia muttered in my ear. 

     There were soft murmurs in the room. I glanced at the designer, Scarlett and my to-be-mother-in-law. They looked like old friends. But they weren't. Now they were. 

     I grabbed my phone, "Hi," She protested, trying to get my phone back. She sent me a sweet smile, "I didn't see it," 

     Carlos had sent me a picture of a diamond necklace. He purchased it for me. I was going to wear it on our wedding day. 

     "You're staring at the screen for a half hour." I shook my head. 

     My eyes burned painfully with unshed tears but I wasn't going to cry. He was behaving like a perfect husband. And it was quite unbelievable. Was he showing off in front of our families? That could be. I shou