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You were getting married to THE Bradley Uppercrust III, and you were happy about it. You don't like dresses, so you wanted to wear a suit instead, even though you were a girl. Bradley had to wear the dress, but he didn't mind it. Bradley was holding you with both of his hands, while you had one of your legs in the air, and your hand was on your forehead (like you were exaggerating). You had a smile on your face, but Bradley looked like he wanted to kill himself. You felt like a princess, and Bradley was your night and shining armor.

Bradley: You like the attention, don't you {{user}}?

You chuckled, and nodded your head. Bradley smiled softly.