t and pulled the woman

hinking I was Katerina. How in

eiva

d from her gloomy visio

ma'am. You're think

chest and gave her a sour

but she was insistent on ai

ard me

so intensely that she negle

nkles that wrinkled her forehead under

eath and gripped my palm,

e, or I'll cal

do such a thing

ands and locked

lowed by silence, which mad

counted t

ty, listen

osebumps to appear on my skin and

ried at eighteen while in college, but you have to understand s

being. We want you to live the luxurious lifestyle you've always

as she expressed her

so made her lips heavy and des

ful; her cheeks were flus

r how much time she spent crying, her tear

s gaze as I repeated the truth—the part she

gown only moments earlier. She left her veil and flowers there and t

face, stopped cry

a h

o silly, I wouldn't b

blue spaghetti strap dress tha

xican braid on her hair

her accent was Fre

me to conclude tha

rald eyes. Regretfully, she can only see you from above, but she will b

dead, nor will she pass

and the smile that had been o

kip your wedding. At the altar, Nicholas is waiting for you. Ple

would happen if he found out you attempted to flee your wedding. T

iling her face again,

were a child? Don't do this to us, please. Nicholas is our final chance, an

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ravel to th

a's place in this woman's life an

sibly help her

ion and replaced my

couldn't make me a subs

ts are still living, all I want to do today is spend time with my family on

stop crying. By pretending to be someone

Lucas. Do you wan

ow Katerina, I don't know anything... let me be,

vibrate, she let go of

, but a man with strong arms grabbed my arm and lifted

, I'm not

, but the powerful a

mouth and hurried over to a s

was immobilize

wn! Help,

o the Hummer Jeep, but he shove

asshole!

the stranger I had been

can force you into marriage. Make an informed de

p! H

y cries were only heard by the blades

my Valentine's Day marriage from occu

in the hummer th

y folks thi

disowned me for marrying s

of rigidity, the embodiment of t

do they expe

ion about my life when t

ront of a five-star hotel that

e door and yanked me out of the ve

a m

d looked around the lobby, se

ve to handle me

lks were

nd come over here. We're running out o

the marble, she walked

old me otherwise. He didn't appear to feel sorry for me, jud

ov

won

ps bulged under his shirt as he crus

short pink gown, I

has for me? Is t

cry, I followed her into o

if I were a ghost from a horror film. M

utting you through. You will appreciate me fo

otel room while dressing in a white blouse,