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The night before my wedding, I stared at the guest tracker for our digital invite, my fingers frigid. 2 a.m. User Jingle had visited 99 times. The number was still climbing insanely. I texted my husband: [What's with the heart and jingle on our invite cover?] He replied instantly: [Silly, it means I love you.] I stared at the words and suddenly laughed. My name was not even close to Jingle. Without replying, I clicked to add the frequent visitor. I sent directly: [Girl, you've looked at this a hundred times. Is it the dress you like, or my fiancé?]