Mag-log inClyde’s PovI should have known.That was the only thought repeating inside my head.I should have known. I sat alone in our bedroom, staring at the piece of paper in my hand.My hand was bleeding, but I barely felt it.The shattered remains of a whiskey glass lay scattered across the floor beside me, but the pain from the cuts was nothing compared to the pain ripping through my chest.I should have known. The paper trembled between my fingers.Only two words. Two fucking words.*I remember.*Blood from my injured hand had soaked into the edges of the note, smearing the ink.I couldn’t stop staring at it, couldn’t stop reading it.Couldn’t stop reliving every moment of the day. My wedding day.The happiest day of my life. The day I married the woman I loved.Was the same day she left me. A bitter laugh escaped me.Then another. Soon it sounded almost insane, because what kind of idiot was I?She had been acting strange all day, quiet and distant. Also nervous.Her smiles hadn’t reache
Allison’s PovThe only thing on my mind was escaping, not the ongoing wedding, or the guests.Not even the man everyone believed I had married for love.Escaping.The word repeated itself inside my head like a prayer and a warning all at once.I smiled, laughed, and pretended, all for survival.That was all I had to do.The reception was in full swing around me. Music floated through the garden, guests chatted happily, and waiters moved between tables carrying trays of food and drinks.To everyone else, this was a celebration. To me, it felt like a countdown.I forced a smile when someone congratulated me.Forced another when one of Clyde’s business associates wished us a lifetime of happiness.Every second felt heavier than the last, my stomach churned violently.The nausea had been relentless since morning. At first I tried ignoring it.Then I tried breathing through it, neither worked. I barely made it to the bathroom before throwing up.I gripped the sink afterward, breathing hard
Allison’s PovI pressed send.The moment the message disappeared from my screen, my entire body began trembling.I’m ready.Two simple words, that had just changed everything.I stumbled backward and rushed into the bathroom, locking the door behind me with shaky hands.My breathing was ragged, my chest felt tight.The memories were still settling inside my head, still crashing into me one after another.Mama. Jake. Juliet. Their faces were clear now.Painfully clear, not the strangers downstairs pretending to be my family.Not the actors Clyde had hired. My real family, the family I had lost because of him.A knock sounded on the bedroom door, then another.“Allison?”One of the beauticians. “We need the bride.”I quickly wiped my face, there was another knock.“The ceremony starts soon.”I stared at my reflection. My eyes were swollen, and my face was pale.My entire world had fallen apart less than an hour ago, and somehow I was expected to walk down an aisle and smile.I looked a
Alison’s POVThe rest of the day felt wrong.Ever since receiving the message from Williams, I had been moving through the hours like a ghost. Everyone noticed I was quieter than usual, but thankfully, nobody pushed too hard.Sophia tried, and my mother tried.Even Juliet tried.But I smiled when I needed to smile and nodded when I needed to nod.Inside, however, my thoughts wouldn’t stop spinning.I hope you’re making the right choice.The words kept replaying in my head.By the time Clyde came home that night, it was already late.Diego was with him, both men looking exhausted.They spoke briefly about some important business before disappearing into Clyde’s office.When Clyde finally came upstairs, all he wanted was to make love. To be inside me, and I let him.I let myself get lost in him because thinking was becoming too painful.For a few hours, we made passionate love and I forgot about the text.Forgot about Williams. Forgot about the flashes.Forgot about the fear growing in
Allison’s POVThe first thing I felt was warmth, then the bright sunlight that suddenly flooded the room.I groaned and pulled the blanket over my face.“Absolutely not.”Sophia’s voice rang through the room as the curtains were thrown open completely.“Get up, sleeping beauty. Your wedding is in less than twenty-four hours and you’re still in bed. Do you know you’ve practically missed breakfast?”I let out another groan, the sunlight was too bright.My body felt heavy, and tired.As though I hadn’t slept at all.Slowly, I pushed myself up on my elbows and looked around the room.The other side of the bed was empty.“Clyde?”Sophia laughed.“Your husband-to-be and my man are already gone.”My eyebrows furrowed.“He left?”“Hours ago.”I frowned.“Why didn’t he wake me?”According to him, you looked too peaceful sleeping.”I dropped back onto the pillows dramatically.“Traitor.”Sophia snorted.“Please. If I looked as exhausted as you do, I’d let myself sleep too.”I threw the blanket
Allison’s POVI was getting married, the dream felt so real that I could almost touch it.White flowers lined a long aisle. Soft music drifted through the air. Somewhere ahead, a man stood waiting for me, his face hidden by sunlight. My heart was full, my chest warm with happiness.Then I felt someone touching me, and the dream dissolved.I stirred awake slowly and blinked at the ceiling, for a second, I thought I was alone.Then I felt warm lips against my skin, my gaze drifted beneath the blanket.“Clyde…” My voice came out as a whisper.He looked up at me, amusement dancing in his eyes before he pressed another kiss against my thigh.Soon his lips found my vagina. “Hmmm oh god..” I groan grabbing the sheets, he growls in return. The way he twirls his tongue around my clit and sucks, it feels so good I can't control my moans. Soon his fingers join in the act, fingering and sucking my cunt at once. “Oh baby yes..! Oh yes, Clyde fuck!”“Fuck…” he groans as I cum loads on his mouth
Allison’s POV Clyde held my hand firmly as we walked through the dimly lit corridors, stopping in front of a door. I watched him pull a key from his pocket, my heart racing with anticipation. With a quick turn, the door creaked open, and we stepped into the dark room. He gestured for me to wa
Allison’s POV That night, I couldn’t sleep. Tossing from one end of my bed to the other, I kept replaying everything—the way he looked, the way he moved, the way my body had betrayed me in his presence. I still couldn’t believe my wish had come true: seeing Mr. Gorgeous again, and so soon. My heart
Allison’s POV My eyes were squeezed shut, as if that could somehow protect me from the overwhelming presence of the man in front of me. He was intimidating beyond words, and all I could do was obey. His hands gripped my waist, pulling me closer. For a moment, it felt like my soul left my body. His
Allison’s POV My eyes were squeezed shut, as if that could somehow protect me from the overwhelming presence of the man in front of me. He was intimidating beyond words, and all I could do was obey. His hands gripped my waist, pulling me closer. For a moment, it felt like my soul left my body. His







