y wedding day, my phone buzzed incessant

he hell

liate me. You are not goi

ielle, if you don't

workspace, sipping coffee and watching the news. My face was plastered all over the

e heavy knoc

find two large men in dark suits.

is face impassive. "Mr. Scott has a

He said "escort." It was

loose end. He would try to force me into a corner

calmly, grabbing m

the lavish estate where the wedding was being held. The ground

vate room. Andrew's mother, Eleanor Scott, was

out there, you will smile, and you will marry my son. You w

looked

is he?"

e the ceremony was set to take place. "He's

dy playing. I could see the guests in their seats, all of them powerfu

t the altar,

, was a woman in a wedding dress. A th

as M

A desperate, pathetic attempt to save face. They were going t

words. I watched as they exchanged

now kiss

veil to kiss her, it "accidentall

, who had been cordoned off at a distance, surged f

was electric.

is

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