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Bridget began to take deep breaths. "Ohmi___, ohmi___," she breathed. "Why am I so scared, Bail?" she asked the brunette, Bailee. "It's normal! Don't worry," she said, searching for the right words. The makeup artist had finally finished, as had whoever was doing her hair. She was sitting on the chair, still, in front of the mirror. The bridesmaids, all except for Bailee, were outside.