words heard just now :
Bella crying:
"Amelia, your supposed to dress up like a boy for our wedding."
Amelia:
" I don't want to be the boy, I am wearing a dress "
Bella:
"then who is going to go to work and make money to pay the house? and fine, then we are not having babies together"
and so it begins......bridezilla already...
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