Lawrence was absently staring at the invitation that he took from a friend on the police station and to his gun next to the wedding invitation. He was awake all night, and couldn't sleep because tomorrow would be his last day breathing. He was ready to die today, there's no backing up. His resolve to kill Movu was determined. He stood up from his seat and took his coat, he had to pick a tuxedo for this wedding.
Yanarym had a bite of the cookie while she was waiting on the limousine before three o'clock, the time of commencing her wedding to Movu with Yashnile and Maddi. She looked outside the window and saw that the weather was slightly dim. She smiled, today was a good day to die, she thought and had another bite of a cookie.
