Prologue Dana turned around; her long midnight blue dress hitting the church floor, the last time she was here was for Harley's christening. She felt a tear roll down her cheek as she remembered the smile on her daughters face. Only 4 years ago, she held her baby in her arms, the baby she carried for 9 months, was finally in her arms, the little daughter she dreamed of her whole life. With her mothers golden curls, and her fathers Hazel eyes. Dana looked up and down the church, the isle she once walked down holding her beautiful baby girl in a white silk dress, the same dress her little si...
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