Abby's life was about to end, and she didn't know it yet.
On her strode through the greenspace of Champ-de-Mars and the clean fountains of Trochadé in Paris, Abby imagined herself in dreamland as she spent hours walking and interacting with any tourist who did her the courtesy of smiling back. On her banana-frame body was a brown Alexander McQueen coat that fully covered a white blouse and light-blue pair of jeans.
A tan-colored scarf remained firm on Abby's neck as she marched in suede ankle boots.
Abby took time to burn every little detail into her memory as she observed tourists taking photos, kids being kids, and couples being romantic. She briefly studied a certain couple and their adorable toddler.
Knowing she was three weeks closer to having a marriage of her own was a thought that made butterflies crawl around in her stomach, as she caressed the bezel ring on her finger. This was it—she wanted nothing more.
Abby's eyes joined the couple in admiring the Eiffel tower's magnificence and its lights, which were stunning enough to attract angels.
She and her fiancé had scheduled to visit today, but he had suddenly cancelled.
"I wonder what could be more important than us spending time together at one of the most beautiful places on the planet." She thought.
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