Old Mr. Bartley had always been rather stiff about the whole affair.
Rumor had it that not a soul from the Bartley clan would acknowledge the marriage, let alone attend the wedding.
But Ivan and Mamie's ceremony wasn't the least bit dampened by the lack of family presence.
The tabloids were having a field day, covering every juicy detail of the nuptials.
Hans, bubbling with excitement, chimed in, "It's gotta be because of Agnes' article that they're in the clear! After all the flak their romance took, Agnes' piece turned the tide. Now their love story's set the bar for celebrity romances. Everyone's green with envy!"
Ramona rolled her eyes at Hans, "Agnes' tight with them, always has been. How else could she spill the beans like that, if not from the horse's mouth?"
Hans looked genuinely hurt, "And here I thought it was just some PR fluff. Agnes, you're actually buds with the diva Mamie? I'm her biggest fan!"
Agnes merely hummed in response, nonplussed.
Ramona and Hans seemed even more thrilled than Agnes herself.
"What's in the box, Agnes? It looks so fancy! Could it be a present from Mamie herself? Come on, open it up!" Ramona urged.
Curiosity got the better of Agnes too.
With Agnes' nod, Ramona tore into the package with the eagerness of a child on Christmas morning, yet with the delicacy of handling an ancient artifact.
The box revealed its treasure, prompting a simultaneous shriek from Ramona and Hans.
A gown, ethereal as if touched by the fairies themselves, lay within.
Ramona cradled the dress reverently, "This is too gorgeous! Is this from Granny's Boutique's latest collection? I heard it's a limited edition, not even out yet! Did Mamie send this to you, Agnes?"
A gilded card nestled amongst the folds of the dress.
"To my dear bridesmaid, can't wait to see you in this dress at my wedding. Love you forever," it read.
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