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HANNA SWINGS HER LEGS BACK AND FORTH AS SHE WAITS ON THE STOOL OUTSIDE OF THE DRESSING ROOM. Grace was currently trying on yet another wedding dress since none of the other ones seemed to be to her liking. Hanna thought they all looked beautifulon her. "Let me see it." Hanna groans, tilting her head back as she wanted to see what she looked like already.

"Hold your horses, Hanna. It's not as easy to get on as you may think." Grace retorts which makes Hanna roll her eyes playfully. She most definitely underestimated the time they would spend in the shop.

"But I wanna see." She admits, crossing her arms against her chest with a sigh. Grace just shakes her head, luckily having the woman working in the shop to help her.

"Okay, just give me a second." Grace says, about to make her purposely wait if she didn't stop whining.

"Come on." Hanna mutters as she glances down at the ground. Grace takes a deep breath, moving toward the curtain and walking into the main area.

"There. You happy?" Grace asks her as she raises an eyebrow, placing her hands on her hips. Hanna looks up, her eyes widening as she sees the woman.

The dress was almost like it was made just for her. The top fit just right with the v line going down her front as the sheer material clung to her skin. The flower like pattern scattering across the front and down the arms, leaving some skin bare, only covered by the sheer tone of the dress. The corset-like middle making sure to accentuate her waist while her collarbone stayed bare as well. The bottom layer flowing out across the floor with the design slowly fading out.

Hannas jaw almost hit the floor as she took a long look at the woman in front of her. "Oh, my god. You look like a princess." She gasps out with a huge smile spreading on her lips. Grace shakes her head, laughing lightly as she looks down at herself.

"Yeah, right." She mutters, not feeling the same way. Grace just didn't like how she looked in dresses, especially one that would be for her wedding day.

"You do!" Hanna assures her as she walks towards her. "You look beautiful, Grace." She says, grabbing her hand and squeezing it. Grace was still unsure, biting her bottom lip.

"It's not too much?" Grace asks her curiously which just makes Hanna roll her eyes, thinking she was just be way too hard on herself.

"Klaus will be on his knees when he sees you in that." Hanna states with a smirk on her lips. The man was already head over heels for Grace, this was just going to intensify it by a thousand.

"We don't even know if its gonna happen." She admits as she shrugs her shoulders which just makes Hanna furrow her eyebrows. "With Lucien and Tristan in town, Aurora coming. It's best to just post pone planning the wedding." Grace tells her as she fiddles with her fingers.

"You can't let them control your life." Hanna denies with a sigh as she tilts her head. "If you did that, you'll never get married." She points out, knowing there would always be a crisis.

"Jenna's almost to her due date--"

"She wants you to have this wedding too." Hanna states, placing her hands on her hips. Jenna had been trying to push the wedding idea too but Grace would not listen to anyone.

"I don't know." Grace denies with a slight frown.

"Why can't you let yourself be happy?" Hanna asks her, tilting her head. It was almost like Grace was just thinking of any reason she could not to have the wedding. "We should plan it for this month." She states with a firm nod which only made Grace widen her eyes.

"This month? That's not enough time." Grace denies as she shakes her head. Feeling that she will get too overwhelmed trying to get everything done.

"Do you have a thousand friends I don't know about?" Hanna asks her, raising an eyebrow at the woman. "Once you start actually thinking about it, the ideas will fly to you." She says, not about to let the woman just completely push away the thought of finally planning.

"I need to talk to Nik." Grace admits, not wanting to just start planning the wedding without him knowing.

"If he doesn't want to see you walk down that aisle soon, then he is an idiot." Hanna points out as she crosses her arms against her chest. Grace laughs, rolling her eyes a bit.

"Right." She replies as she turns to look in the mirror. "It is a pretty dress." Grace admits as she runs her hands over the material.

"I told you." Hanna teases with a smile before it becomes a bit serious. "Are you going to talk to Hayley beforehand?" She asks, not about to make her go talk to the hybrid but she just wanted to know where she stood with it.

"It's not like she'd be supportive anyway." Grace mutters with a sigh, her jaw clenching slightly. Hayley hated Klaus, why would she even go to their wedding?

"Yeah, she'd probably try and mess it up." Hanna agreed as she nods her head. She honestly didnt think Grace should ever forgive Hayley for what she said. "Have you seen Ann?" She asks curiously but Grace only shakes her head.

"No." Grace denies as she lets out a small sigh. She didn't want to see her mother but she also just wanted to know if she was still in town. "I don't know, it's just still so weird. I feel like I'm missing something." She admits, thinking to herself.

"Like what?" Hanna asks, furrowing her eyebrows a bit. Grace didn't want to worry her, especially since Ann seemed to have some sort of vendetta planned.

"I should change." She says as she goes to turn toward the dressing room but Hanna stops her.

"Or you can try on another dress?" Hanna suggests with a smile on her face, pointing to another one that she saw on the rack. Grace just stares at her and she couldn't help but laugh, shaking her head as a smile takes over her features.

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GRACE PLACES THE DRESS ON HER BED, hanna standing beside her as she was practically jumping for joy. You would think that she was the one getting married and not Grace. "Klaus is gonna fall in love with you all over again." Hanna states as she wraps her arms around the woman. Grace shakes her head, raising her eyebrows.

"Okay, youre setting unrealistic standards." Grace admits as she didn't want to set them too high because she didn't want to be disappointed. Not that Klaus wouldn't absolutely love her dress, she was just always worried.

"Im just stating facts." She retorts as she shrugs her shoulders.  Grace shakes her head as a sigh leaves her lips.

"I cant believe you talked me into buying a dress." Grace says as she looks down at the dress. She honestly didn't even know why she had bought it, especially since she hadn't talked to klaus yet.

"Well, you need a dress if youre going to get married." Hanna tells her, crossing her arms against her chest.

"She does have a point." Another voice says and as they look toward the door, they see Marcel heading into the bedroom.

"I thought you were supposed to go to that party?" Grace questions, wondering why he was here instead.

"I am, just wanted to stop by first." Marcel admits as he stops beside the two girls. Hanna sits back on the bed, looking up at the man.

"Why?" Grace asks curiously, furrowing her eyebrows a bit.

"Well, i was looking for klaus but he isnt here." Marcel points out as he shrugs his shoulders.

"She bought a wedding dress, isnt it beautiful?" Hanna asks him as she gestures toward the dress. Marcel smiles as he looked at it before his eyes move toward Grace.

"Youre gonna look stunning, Grace." He assures her, tilting his head.

"I hope so."

"Thats if you actually plan the wedding." Marcel states bluntly, raising an eyebrow at her. She could only flicker her eyes between the two.

"Did you two secretly talk about ganging up on me?" Grace accuses as she narrows her eyes a bit. Hanna laughs as she shakes her head.

"Its been six months, its safe to say you can plan it." Marcel tells her, knowing she was being overly cautious about the whole thing.

"Right, and which arch nemesis will crash the wedding?" Grace asks with a slight scoff, placing her hand on her hip. It wouldn't be easy surprise if they tried to completely destroy it before it can even start.

"Youll have original bodyguards, i dont see the big dilemma." Marcel points out as he knew none of the originals would let anyone crash the wedding.

"Can you both just let me talk to klaus first?" Grace questions, looking at them.

"If you see him, tell him i stopped by." Marcel says as he starts to walk away from them as Grace nods her head.

"I will." She responds, biting the inside of her cheek. "Marcel?" Grace calls out after him, causing him to stop and turn back to her.

"Yeah?"

"Do you really like it?" She asks him, hope and worry in her tone. Marcel could only smile over at her.

"Youll look beautiful in anything." Marcel tells her before leaving the room. Grace smiles to herself, her eyes drifting towards the ground.

"He isnt wrong." Hanna adds and Grace just moves her eyes to the girl.

"You can shut up now." She admits as she shakes her head, crossing her arms against her chest.

"Dad, look at her dress." Hanna suddenly says and Grace groans, tilting her head back. Paul walks into the room, a bit of a confused look on his face.

"Are we showing everyone?" Grace asks, raising an eyebrow at the young blonde who smirks slightly.

"Everyone but the groom, obviously." Hanna points out, crossing her arms against her chest. Grace could only shake her head.

"You picked a good one." Paul admits as he looks at the dress for a second longer before his eyes move to Grace. He saw the way she didn't particularly look excited about the whole thing.

"Yeah."

"Hanna, why dont you put this somewhere klaus wont find it." Paul suggests, just wanting to be able to speak to Grace alone.

"Uh, impossible but okay." Hanna says with a sigh, grabbing the dress and wandering out of the room. When she was gone, Paul took a seat next to Grace on the bed.

"Is everything okay?" He asks her, not wanting to push if she didn't want to talk about it, but he could tell something was bothering her.

"I guess just thinking about the actual wedding... it just brings up bad memories." Grace says with a sigh as she rubs her face.

"Because of your parents." Paul states, knowing that was what she meant. Most people had their parents be a significant part of their wedding.

"I knew they were never going to walk me down the aisle, I never would've asked but I had Hayley." Grace explains to him and he nods his head, listening to her. "She was always going to be the one and now..." She trails off, shaking her head as she sniffles lightly.

"You can make things up with her." Paul suggests, although he knew they had fallen out pretty hard.

"It's not that easy."

"I know." Paul says with a nod of his head. "You never have to forgive anyone, especially when you have very valid reasons to be mad at them." He tells her, leaning his arms on his knees.

"I think you're the first person to say that." Grace admits with a laugh, rubbing the back of her neck.

"And you'll always have Hanna. I'm sure she'd jump at the chance." Paul tells her, although it was her decision what she wanted to do for her wedding.

"I was gonna make her a bridesmaid." She says, not knowing how to ask but she knew she really didn't have to do anything extravagant.

"She'll be thrilled." Paul says with a smile on his face. Grace nods her head, looking down at her hands before meeting his gaze again.

"Thank you." Grace tells him which makes him a bit confused.

"For what?"

"Being here these past few months." She admits as she looks down at her fingers. "You could've taken Hanna and never saw me again, if you wanted to." Grace says, knowing that he didn't have any sort of commitment to stay or even get to know her.

"You've helped us a lot too, Grace. I will always be grateful for that." Paul responds as she had probably done more for them than they had for her. "And you will never be alone." He assures her, not wanting her to think they would ever leave her by herself. He would have to physically drag Hanna in order to do that.

"I know, I'll be married to a guy who always has people out to get him." Grace jokes, although it really wasn't even anything but the truth. At least it seemed that way.

"That's very true." Paul says with a slight chuckle as he places his hand on her shoulder. "I'm sure everything will figure itself out." He tells her, looking at the woman who nods her head.

"Thanks." She replies as Paul squeezes her shoulder before getting up and heading toward the door. But as Grace sat on her bed alone, she couldn't couldn't but wonder if it was true. If everything would end up being okay,

Or if she was right to be worried in the first place.

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GRACE WAS SAT ON THE COUCH IN THE LIVING ROOM, a glass of wine in her hand as she just sat watching a program on the television. Hanna had gone to sleep already and everyone else was at the party. She was going to try and hang out with jenna but mark said she needed her rest as well. Grace wasnt going to quesrion it since the woman was heavily pregnant.

She sees klaus walking into the room, making her smile until she sees his appearance. "Why are you covered in blood?" Grace asks him, pausing the program as her eyes ran over his appearance. Klaus looks down at himself before meeting her gaze.

"I'm not exactly covered, love." Klaus denies with a small chuckle as Grace places her cup on the table, standing up.

"Still." Grace responds as she crosses her arms against her chest. Klaus sighs, hesitating slightly.

"Lucien." He tells her and she clenches her jaw a bit, nodding her head slowly.

"Of course."

"Don't worry, love. All part of the plan." Klaus assures her, he would not be around him if it wasn't. Especially after the little stunt he had pulled.

"Mhm, and which plan is this?" Grace asks him as she wraps her arms around his neck.

"To stop my family's downfall."

"Right." Grace replies with a nod. "Are we sure this prophecy is even real?" She asks curiously, tilting her head. It could be real but it also could just be a ploy made up by Lucien.

"We need to treat it like it is, otherwise we'd just be waiting for our demise." Klaus points out, he didn't want to just ignore it and then have it turn out to be real. Freya had also looked at the prophecy and determined it was very real.

"Our? My name did not come up." She teases him and he narrows his eyes, chuckling lightly.

"I see how it is, love." Klaus responds as he squeezes her hips a bit. "Did you have a good time today?" He asks, knowing that her and Hanna had spent most of the day at the shops.

"Possibly." Grace replies with a slight smile, biting her bottom lip. "I found a dress." She admits and he couldn't help but smile back at her.

"You did?"

"Mhm."

"So, are we finally planning our wedding?" Klaus asks her curiously, raising an eyebrow at her.

"Were you wanting to?" She questions, wondering if he had thought about it as well.

"I was waiting for you to make the first move, love." Klaus admits, knowing she was tip toeing around the whole thing. Grace sighs as she glances down for a second.

"Well, I mean, with everything that's going on, is it really the right time?" Grace asks him, wanting to know his thoughts on everything.

"There will never be a right time." Klaus points out, if they kept waiting for a good time, it would never come. There would always be something else.

"I know, it's just... I don't know."

"Look, if this prophecy is true. I at least want to be married to you when I go." Klaus states with a smirk on his face but Grace just slaps him on the chest.

"Don't even joke about it." She scolds him, narrowing her eyes. Klaus tilts his head, chuckling lightly.

"It's called lightening the mood." He points out and she just raises her eyebrows at him.

"It's called, I will smash a bottle over your head if you say something like that again." Grace retorts as she wraps her arms back around him. Klaus smiles down at her, tilting his head as he lifts his hand up to stroke her cheek.

"I love you."

"I love you too." She responds as she leans up to kiss him deeply. Klaus brings her closer to him, allowing her to rest against him as their lips move together.

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MARCEL WAS LEANT AGAINST THE TABLE AS KLAUS AND GRACE STOOD BESIDE HIM. Well, klaus was mainly glaring at the man. Apparently Marcel had been invited to join the strix and Klaus wasnt exactly happy about it. "I bet they were all so impressed, weren't they, hmm, your new mates?" Klaus asks him, raising an eyebrow at Marcel. "Positively taken by your boldness, your cunning wit and your steely resolve. And you just assumed that I would be willing -- eager, even. To drain the blood from my veins in the aftermath." He says with a scoff as he just shakes his head.

"Nik, just give him your blood." Grace tells him, knowing he was just being hard. Marcel needed his blood and he was making it more difficult than it had to be.

"He is trusting Tristan and his faulty little club. That's on him." Klaus retorts as he crosses his arms against his chest. Grace just gives a stern look toward her fiance.

"And you can have a bit more trust that there's more to it." She says, knowing Marcel was there for a reason.

"Are you saying i don't trust people easily, love?" Klaus asks her in a slightly amused tone, raising an eyebrow at her and she just shrugs her shoulders.

"I wouldn't put it like that." Grace retorts, narrowing her eyes. Klaus just smiles lightly before turning his attention back to Marcel.

"We cannot tell friend from foe, and what are you doing? You're pledging a fraternity run by those conspiring against us." Klaus points out and Grace couldn't help but roll her eyes as he hadn't listened to a word she had said.

"My interest in the strix is because of you." Marcel retorts as he glares back at klaus. He wouldn't be doing it if it wasn't for him. "I don't get to choose sides. Whoever comes for you comes for me. That's all I needed to know." He explains to the man. Grace just looks over at klaus, he couldnt exactly say anything.

"He is in your sire line, Nik." Grace tells him with a small sigh.

"She's awake." Freya interrupts them, standing at the door as she looks at the group.

"Yes, whoever comes for me may very well come for you." Klaus states as he grabs a glass, walking over to Marcel. He bites his hand, letting the blood pour in the glass. "but they may also come through you, Marcellus." He points out but as Marcel goes to take the glass, Klaus moves it away. "Remember that." He says, handing the glass to Marcel as he moves past him. "Come on, love." Klaus grabs her hand, pulling her with him.

"Is Lucien gonna be down there?" Grace asks curiously with a slight groan as she leans against Klaus as they walk.

"You don't have to worry about him." Klaus assures her, not wanting her to fear Lucien because if he laid another hand on her, he was done for.

"No, I was gonna say you better keep him away from me or else a stake make wind up near his heart." She mutters as she shakes her head.

"He most definitely doesn't know how to leave well enough alone." Klaus points out as he squeezes her hand. Grace bites the inside of her cheek.

"He pushed me against a wall when I was vulnerable, nik."

"You say the word, I will end him." He tells her and she knew he was being dead serious. He would find another way to defeat Tristan.

"Can't it be in more of a spectacle?" She asks him curiously, if they were going to kill him, she wanted it to be fun.

"Anything you want, love." Klaus responds as he presses a quick kiss to her lips making her smile gently.

"You know, I can hear you?" Lucien interrupts them as they head into the courtyard. Grace just crosses her arms against her chest with a false smile on her face.

"Oh, please. You had to have known you're not exactly my favourite person right now." Grace retorts with a roll of her eyes. Elijah looks between them, furrowing his eyebrows.

"Did I miss something?" Elijah asks curiously and Lucien only shrugs his shoulders.

"I was just merely introducing myself." Lucien admits which made Grace just want to slap him across the face but kept beside Klaus. Klaus sat down on one of the chairs, pulling her into his lap.

"Yeah, when I was half naked and you practically threatened me." Grace snaps back at him making Elijah clench his jaw as he stared at Lucien.

"When was this?"

"It's not important right this second, now is it?" Lucien asks him as he rolls his eyes a bit. "And didn't you try and kill her a few months ago?" He questions, raising an eyebrow at the original who really couldn't say anything.

Hayleys head snaps in Elijah's direction, her eyes widening. "You did what?!" She shouts at him, clearly never hearing of what happened between the two.

"Ooh, guessing you never told her." Lucien says with a slight smirk, glancing between the pair. Hayley moves toward Elijah who had sighed slightly.

"Why on earth would you do that, Elijah?" Hayley asks, her voice full of anger as she glares over at the man

"It was a impulse move, and the intent was never to kill her." Elijah states but that didn't seem to calm Hayley down at all.

"Why did you attack her at all?" She questions, wanting to know what kind of idiotic idea made him do it.

"I was just protecting you." He admits which just made her more furious as she would never ask him to do such a thing.

"That is not protecting me, Elijah." Hayley denies as Elijah goes to grab her arm, clearly trying to calm her down but she just rips it from his grasp. "Don't you dare touch me." She sneers as she scoffs shaking her head.

"I did dagger him." Grace points out,  although she didn't owe anything Elijah and could easily just leave him to get completely obliterated by Hayley.

"He can come back from that." Hayley points out as she just glares down at elijah, crossing her arms against her chest. "Did you even apologize?" She asks but Elijah stays silent, his eyes drifting down to the ground.

"Can we table this conversation?" Freya asks them, raising her eyebrows at them since this was clearly not the time to be having this argument. Hayley was still angry but just made her way from Elijah.

"I'm sorry. I hoped I was wrong, Lucien. I really did." Alexis starts to say as she stares at the man."But I saw it. I saw him die." She states as she glances over at Klaus. Grace tenses, a frown on her face as she shares a glance with him.

"Did you see the weapon?" Lucien asks her and alexis only nods her head. "what is it?" He questions and Grace felt like he was a little too eager to know what it was.

"To understand, it must be seen." She admits, her eyes moving to Hayley as she holds out her wrist. Hayley looks around the group before slowly heading toward her, sitting next to the woman. Lucien rolls his eyes as he stands up so that Elijah could take his spot.

They both bite into the woman's arms, Alexis's head shooting back as she gasps. The rest of the group just watches them until Elijah and Hayley suddenly pull away, spitting the blood from their mouths. "Somethings wrong." Hayley admits as she looks at them.

"It's poison." Elijah states as Alexis starts coughing up blood. Lucien quickly rushes to her, Elijah being forced off of the couch.

"No, no, no." He says as he shakes the woman who starts to fall against him. "No!" Lucien shouts as Alexis falls limp in his arms. Grace just sighs as she rubs her face, leaning back against Klaus. This was just perfect, their only lead was now dead,

Along with her so-called visions.

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HAYLEY KNOCKS ON THE DOOR OF GRACE'S BEDROOM, seeing the woman sat at her desk, writing something in a notebook. Grace glances toward it, seeing Hayley and not looking particularly enthusiastic. "Can i come in?" Hayley asks curiously as she was leant against the doorframe. Grace just clenches her jaw, looking back at her notebook.

"Youre already here, arent you?" She retorts as she brushes her hair behind her ear. Hayley sighs as she walks into the bedroom, fiddling with her fingers as she didn't know how to start.

"Ive been meaning to come and talk to you." Hayley says as she stops beside the blonde, crossing her arms against her chest. Grace just looks up at her, raising an eyebrow.

"About?"

"You know what, Grace." She states, tilting her head. Hayley was really only there to apologize, surely she knew that.

"No, actually, I don't." Grace retorts with a scoff as a glare forms on her face. "There's multiple issues you could be coming to talk to me about. Numerous things that I am angry at you for." She snaps at the girl, shaking her head. There were a lot of things that Hayley would have to talk about, but it didn't seem like she knew most of them.

"Elijah told me you kept looking for a way to break the curse." Hayley tells her. Elijah had told her when he had visited her on the full moons. She had wished he told her about stabbing Grace, but she knew Elijah would have never admitted that to her.

"That's just me being a good person." Grace may be furious with her but she wouldn't allow Hayley to miss all of Hope's life.

"I had no idea he attacked you." Hayley assures her with a frown, shaking her head. She never would have allowed him to hurt her.

"Why would you? He clearly was never going to mention it." Grace mumbles, shrugging her shoulders. Elijah knew that if he told Hayley, he may lose her which is why he had kept his mouth shut.

"I'm as angry as you are with him." She admits but Grace only rolls her eyes.

"I highly doubt that."

"Look, I am trying here, Grace. Can you at least try and meet me half way?" Hayley asks, a sigh leaving her lips. She was trying to start a conversation but Grace was just shutting her down.

"Trying to what? Make things right? Apologize on Elijah's behalf. I really don't know what you want, Hayley." She admits as she placed her hands on her hips. Hayley stays silent, her mouth slightly agape. "What are you trying to apologize for?" Grace asks her, rubbing her face as she really was over this conversation already.

"Everything." Hayley states as she takes a step toward Grace. "I-i don't know where our relationship started to break off but one day we were sisters and the next, everything was gone." She explains as her eyes drift. Grace shakes her head, she truly just didn't even understand what she had done and that wasn't exactly helping her.

"That's what happens when you tell me that I am only focused on Nik." Grace snaps back as she just wanted to leave.

"I was angry, and upset. Klaus hasn't always been the best toward me and seeing that you were taking his side, it did really hurt me." Hayley tries to say but Grace raises her eyebrows at her, narrowing her eyes.

"Okay, and that gives you a right to say what you did?" She asks, honestly believing that Hayley was just digging herself into more of a hole.

"No." Hayley instantly denies, shaking her head. "No, of course not." She takes a deep breath, closing her eyes. "I'm just.." She starts, trailing off for a moment. "I feel like it started to Crack way before that." Hayley admits, knowing there relationship was a bit strained before their fight happened.

"Maybe when you brought my mother to New Orleans" Grace suggests, crossing her arms. Hayley furrows her eyebrows, a bit confused.

"I thought you forgave me for that?" Hayley asks her, not knowing why she was bringing it back up.

"Yeah, and then she triggered Hannas werewolf curse, so I guess I'm not." She sneers with a roll of her eyes. Hayley nods her head slowly, biting the inside of her cheek.

"Yeah, Elijah told me about--"

"I get it. Elijah kept you in the loop." Grace snaps, scoffing as she really didn't need to know of her and Elijah's rendezvous. "Hayley, you are someone who I thought of who would never, ever hurt me. And then one after another, you just completely shattered my heart." She explains to the woman as she stands up, going to move past her but Hayley stops her.

"I never meant to hurt you." Hayley denies with a frown, shaking her head. She was angry, it had all just come out before she could stop herself.

"It's not as easy as just apologizing. It's not." Grace denies, she had more self respect than that.

"So, you need space? Time? Please, tell me what you need me to do." Hayley pleads, she was willing to do anything to mend the broken pieces between them. But as Grace looks at her, she could tell there really wasn't anything.

"I just need you to leave me alone." Grace admits as she stares at Hayley, it wasn't like it didn't hurt her but she couldn't just let Hayley believe that what she said was okay and that she could just say those things and be forgiven.

"For how long?" The brunette asks, sadness in her eyes but Grace sighs, shaking her head.

"I don't know."

"I heard you're planning your wedding, isn't that soon?" Hayley questions but she sees the way Grace avoids her eye contact. Hayley bites the inside of her cheek, shaking her head. "You don't want me there, do you?" She asks, her voice cracking as she couldn't ever imagine not being there for Grace on her wedding day.

"Jenna is gonna be my maid of honor." Grace states as she crosses her arms against her chest. Hayley nods her head but she couldn't ignore the shooting pain that went through her heart. "That spot was reserved for you but now, I don't even know if you belong anywhere anymore." She admits as she shakes her head, watching as Hayley just drifts her eyes toward the ground.

"You most definitely do not deserve my forgiveness."

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Do you think Grace is being too harsh, or does she have the right to act like she is toward Hayley?

Also, this is the dress I am referring to. Something similar to this design!