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Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtOnce the designer was gone, Dean and Angela went to sit down on the couch, hand in hand.
"Natalie, you should have mentioned this the last tso that the designer won't have to redo the dress. It's not that I care about the money, but this is wasting time," Dean said gently.
"I'm sorry, Dean! It's my fault. I didn't think too much of it when we were picking out the patterns, and now that the wedding is getting closer, I am feeling a little nervous... " she explained. "I've been single and free for most of my life and after marrying you, I will be living my life with a different identity. I'm just nervous!" "Don't get nervous, Angela. I won't let you down. I've been playing around for most of my life, and I'm sick of that. I only wish to settle down now, and you are the best person for me." He held her hand and consoled her. "I don't like black, but I'm willing to change for your sake. You are the only woman who can makecompromise." This was the most moving speech Dean could think of, and Angela beamed at him in response.
"Are you done with apartment hunting?" Dean asked. "If there's an apartment you like, letknow, and I can see if there's a better floor in the sbuilding." "It's not for us. Let Mary choose her own apartment. I don't have the award money yet, so it's ot like I can buy it now." Angela saw no point in rushing. "Apartment hunting is so exhausting. I'm just going to stay hand rest until our wedding." "Haha! You mean until you win the Marshall's Award!" Their wedding was to take place the day after the Marshall's award, and Dean could not help but fantasize about the day. "I'm going to go see you win that thing. Your nwill be known in all of the medical field and in society." Angela, too, was looking forward to that day. It was what she wanted most in life.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Angela, have you decided on the dress you will be wearing for the ceremony?" Dean asked curiously. "Make sure you look great in it." "I picked it out long ago. It's that white dress that I bought the last twe went shopping." Angela pulled Dean up from the couch. "I'll take you to see it. I've picked out the jewelry as well. I have a set of sapphire jewels, and it's going to look classy with the white dress." "Angela, if you like white as well, why et would you choose to wear a black dress at our wedding? Blue would have been nice as well." Dean was still slightly uncomfortable about the compromise he made and was confused since Angela clearly liked the colors blue and white as well. "I like black better. It's mysterious et and that's something that the colors blue and white don't represent," Angela insisted. " Dean, I saw this black dress online that looked stunning. I'll show you the photo UMS later." "Sure." el Three days later, Avery finally received all the copies of documents on Angela's study of reviving the dead from Professor Greens. She could not possibly finish reading all the documents on her own, so she had invited a few friends and seniors in the medical field to help.
As soon as they arrived, she invited everyone into her study room, and when she explained Elliot's condition to them, everyone seemed troubled.
"To comprehend this technique as soon as possible, the only way is to take the device out of Elliot Foster's brain and disassemble it to study how it can bring the dead back to life one of them suggested.
"And what if Elliot Foster dies without the device? That's too risky!" "Yeah! Avery knows that already! She obviously wouldn't want to take that risk!" The group fell into a heated discussion and one of Avery's seniors had been staring at Elliot's brain scan intently the entire time.
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