Amelia_Davis_3327

When Ava's best friends weeding bells are ringing, she needs to go back to her hometown. The one she left four years ago. 
Ava is not ready to face her past again. The place where her heart was broken years ago. To go to same place, with same people will bring back every memory she had with him. 

How will Ava cope up with her past, how will she face the only person she gave her heart to, the only person who broke her heart. 

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This is the story of Ava, a beautiful girl with soft brown eyes and black hair. She is one of the best lawyer in New York. Running from her past heartbreak. Trying to move on from him, from past four years is difficult.
 Now she is to face him. Will she be able to face him with all the guilt, anger, sadness and ... love.

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Status : Complete 


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Redamancy : When It's Meant To Be

"Wow!" is the first word I said as soon as Grace came out wearing her wedding dress. 


I was really very happy to see she finally got her wedding dress after trying a few dresses for almost two hours. And she was looking absolutely stunning in that dress, princess cut dress which had white pearl design on the shoulder portion. 


"What do you think mom?" Grace asked her mother as she looked at herself in the mirror. Mrs. Bianchi got emotional and tears started welling up in her eyes.


"You look absolutely stunning my darling." She replied with a smile on her lips and happy tears in her eyes.


"Yeah, you look beautiful dear." Mr. Bianchi said while he too got emotional looking at their daughter in her wedding dress.


"Okay stop crying both of you or I won't be able to control myself." Grace said with a light chuckle.


While I was wandering through the dresses, I set my eyes on one. It was a beautiful mermaid cut dress, off shoulder with a little white diamond design on top of it. 


"No, we are here for your wedding dress not for mine."


"Yeah, but I already got mine. Come on just try it, you will look beautiful in that dress." She said as I was already in love with the dress, I agreed. 


"Yeah, I will be here waiting for you. Okay." 


I took the dress and went to dressing room. After changing, I smiled brightly as it fitted my curves perfectly. Getting out of the changing room I went to the main hall and stood in front of the big mirror. 


Like every girl I too dreamt of getting married one day and I still do. I looked beautiful in that dress which made me a little emotional. I took off my hair bow and let my hair down. 


Hearing footsteps, I turned around to see Liam. His eyes widened as soon as he saw me. He looked at me up and down with awe in his expressions which made me blush like a teenager. 


"Wow, you look…. You look beautiful." he said which made me blush harder and smile at the same time. 


"Oh. My. God.!" Grace said as she and Aiden entered the room with the surprised expressions. 


"You look absolutely ravishing. It looks like the dress is designed for you. You look perfect in it, Ava." She said hugging me tightly.


"Yes, we are buying it. You really look amazing in that dress." Aiden said 


"No, I am not getting married soon. So, it would be just waste of money." I tried to convince. As much as I really wanted to buy it, I dint. Because, it's true that I am not getting married anytime soon and it will be useless to buy a wedding dress right now.


"Please Ava, you have too. What if whenever you decide to get married and you dint find a perfect dress for it?" Grace said which had zero impact on my decision.


"Okay let's not force her Grace. It's her decision." Aiden said and I mouthed him 'thank you'. That's the reason I love him, he is just like a brother to me who know what and when to do. 


"Okay" Grace said with a huff and a pout, finally giving up.


As Grace and Aiden left the room, Liam stared at me for a minute before leaving, like he was soaking me in his eyes or tracing the moment in his memory. Maybe both.


Chapter 12