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Zara's POV

My dad held my hand as he walked me down the aisle.

He must have noticed the way my hands were shaking because he tightened his grip around my hand.

He looked at me and had a small smile on his face.

To say that I was scared is an understatement.

I was terrified and found it difficult to breathe.

I looked in Hailey's direction, and that only made my heart beat faster.

My dad handed me over to Louis, with a smile on his face.

Louis looked so happy to see me.

I looked at him, with tears in my eyes. I had begun to cry under the veil, but nobody noticed it.

I loved this man so much, and I have waited so long for this day to come.

There is no telling what Hailey would do, just to ruin my wedding.

"Do you Zara Sabrina take Louis Hernald to be your lawfully wedded husband? In wealth, and poverty. In sickness and in health, till death do you part?" The priest asked me, and I looked in Hailey's direction with trembling hands. She smiled wickedly at me and I dropped my flowers.

"Yes, I do," I replied, ignoring the flowers that were scattered everywhere.

The priest repeated the same vows for Louis, and he smiled at me.

"Yes, I do," he replied to the priest.

He looked anxious, but not as anxious as I was.

Maybe, she had changed her mind about ruining my wedding, because everything was going well.

"Is there anyone here that has a reason? This couple should not be pronounced husband and wife.

Please speak up now, or forever hold your peace" the priest announced, and there was a moment of silence

"Okay then…Since no one has anything to say. I now declare you…" the priest was talking, and he was soon interrupted.

"Just wait for a moment, priest. I don't have anything to say, but you show" Hailey stood up from her chair, walking towards the altar.

Everyone stared at her, with so much shock on their faces.

I froze in one place, as I turned to look at Louis, and he was equally surprised.

"Before my darling Stepsister got married. I think we all have to see something very important first. It's one of her dark secrets" she scoffed, bringing out her phone.

"Hailey please" I whispered when she came close to me.

She gave me a wicked look, as she walked past me, and walked towards Louis.

It was only then that I noticed the projector behind us.

I don't know how she had managed to set up everything so quickly, but everything playing on her phone was being displayed on the white screen behind us.

My heart was beating fast, as the video started. It was a video of me, and that stranger in the room.

"No! This is not true. It's not!" I screamed, trying to block the white screen with my small body.

"What is the meaning of this Zara?" Louis asked me.

"Louis, don't believe her. She is the reason for this. She planned all this, she tricked me into coming into that room, and she drugged me" I held Louis by the elbow, explaining myself to him with tears in my eyes.

I felt someone pulling me closer before I received a tight slap across the face.

"You have no right whatsoever to accuse my daughter like that. It isn't her fault that you are a tramp" my stepmom cursed.

"I'm not accusing her, I am innocent. Louis, you believe me right?" I turned to look at Louis, who didn't want to look at me.

"I can't believe that you would do something so despicable" Louis shook his head in disappointment.

"So many times, I tried to warn you about her. But, you chose her over me, and now she has played you for a fool. I even regret exposing the truth about her to you, I should've just let you get married to her '' Hailey acted innocent, as she also began to cry.

"I'm sorry I didn't believe you" Louis apologized to her.

My head was spinning, and I couldn't understand a single thing anymore. Maybe, the drugs Hailey had given to me last night hadn't worn off yet.

I felt myself losing balance on the floor, as I crashed to the ground, losing consciousness.

By the time I woke up, I saw the most horrific scene happening like a movie right in my very own eyes.

My stepsister was already exchanging vows with Louis. For how long was I unconscious?

My tears knew no limit, as they flowed freely like a river.

"Louis, No!. You can't marry her" I stood up from the floor, where they had left me to suffer.

"Yes, he is going to marry her" My stepmom came, and pulled me out of the altar.

She threw me on the floor like some kind of fugitive and dragged me outside.

What hurt me the most, was that my father just stood there silently. He watched everything happen, and he didn't even move a single bone in his body.

She shut the big iron door of the church in front of me.

I kept on knocking on the door until my knuckles began to hurt.

I held my big wedding gown and ran away from the horror. I didn't know where I was going, but I just wanted to escape from my pain and grief.

It's amusing to say that my pain was only beginning.