A Bride Forged in Fire

urning silk was the last th

band, Liam Thompson, my stepbrother, as he clutc

neered, his face contorted wit

n and then forced the locket down m

ere a twisted sacrament to a love I was only just begi

dark

of my familiar bedroom, sunlig

ah' s feigned sobs echoed from below, a chi

eal. I w

r signed away my future to protect his pride, the

the pain, the f

hia, my "best friend," feigning conc

mething terrible is happen

, I wouldn't

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