Contaminated vodka jellies and an unwanted lover (Rousse)

My sister J and I shared the same wedding day. One would be married in the afternoon, and the other in the evening.

The vodka jellies to be served to our guests were less appetising after I watched a waiter stick his finger into one.

I was also rather disturbed by H’s uninvited declarations of love, especially since I had only met him twice before in my life. How did he know so much about me?

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