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... to immediate family and closed trusted friends,' was revised to, 'Marriage registration with a ceremony in secret with immediate family and closed trusted friends.'


Then another one that caused her eyes to pop-out was the condition of –


'No consummation of marriage until Raven graduated and had a stable career,' was revised to, 'No consummation of marriage unless consented by both parties.'


Other conditions remained as it is except for an additional one which ...

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