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[Evergreen.]
Leslie had nothing more to offer Denver.
This sketch would serve as her ultimate present—for all three individuals involved.
She creased the sheet, tucked it into an envelope, and gently placed it beneath the lampshade.
As daylight broke the following morning, Leslie donned her bridal attire.
While the sky began to brighten, she pinned her lengthy tresses up.
By the time the sun emerged, her mouth was adorned with the perfect crimson hue.
Denver was left speechless when he knocked and saw her in her wedding ensemble, momentarily rooted to the spot.
After a pause, he delicately clasped her hand and murmured, "You're breathtaking... my bride."
The most opulent reception venue in Los Angeles, reserved half a year prior, was prepared for Leslie's nuptials.
Invitees started to appear, predominantly Denver's associates—prominent figures from LA's upper echelons.