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Bending his head over hers, Leo murmured, When I give you away at the altar, Bea, I want you to remember something. I'm not really giving you away. I'm merely allowing him the chance to love you as much as the rest of us do.

Lisa Kleypas

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Lisa Kleypas
Age: 60
Born: 1964
Born: November 5
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Lisa Kleypas Ellis
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