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    Summary

    Well fuck.

    Rachel doesn't know how it came to this. Well, she does, but then again, does she really? Was saying yes to Nicky's proposal was the beginning of the end? Yes, it was. Then again, how was it her goddamn fault if this curse had been plaguing their bloodline for generations? Her life feels like it's going down the toilet, and she's begun doubting everything.

    Well, not everything.

    If she could, she would go back to that grimy old bar again and pummel the fucking creepy old guy to death because WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK! The dick was the one who had spread the curse to her bloodline and who had abandoned Marianne, her great-great-great-great-great-great-whatever, at the altar, so why was she being punished for it?! She wanted to believe that this was just a drug-addled hallucination from a particularly strong puff from her daily supply. But as much as she wanted this to remain a side-effect of drug use, it wasn't.

    And it never would be.

    So she would smile her fucking face off, pretend that everything was okay, and survive this madness. She had to walk down that fucking aisle and face it.

    If only Jules would stop talking about it.

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