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Bride-To-Be

Autor: Cee Cee
last update Data de publicação: 2026-07-21 20:38:31

I stepped out of my room, my heavy flowy skirt of the dress dragging against the floor as I walked down the hall toward the staircase.

This. Is. Torture!

At the bottom of the stairs, my father stood with Daniel. They were laughing, clinking champagne glasses, looking like the ultimate father-and-son duo.

My stomach turned.

Seeing them like that set off a dark, boiling rage in my chest, especially since Daniel murdered my father shortly after our wedding in my past life...poisoning him, taking
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  • Married At My Ex Husband's Funeral    "Wait...what?!"

    Cole carried me to my bed and laid me down gently. Maya scrambled beside me, her hands trembling as she quickly unbuckled my shoes and pulled off all my jewelry."I'm so sorry, Celene... I'm so sorry," Maya kept muttering under her breath, wiping tears from her face as she laid the heavy necklace and earrings on the nightstand.Once she finished, Maya sat on the edge of the mattress and gently brushed my hair away from my face with her fingers. She looked up at Cole with swollen eyes. "Thank you, Mr. Ryder. Thank you so much for bringing her..."I tried to open my mouth, to thank him too, but a violent wave of nausea hit me .I bolted upright, threw the covers off my body, and lunged toward the bathroom. My tripped on the long dress and my legs gave out halfway across the floor, but Cole was already there. He caught my arm, steadied my balance, and practically carried me the last few feet to the toilet.I collapsed in front of the toilet bowl, and Cole immediately knelt beside me, gat

  • Married At My Ex Husband's Funeral    Broken, Battered, But Alive

    Daniel lunged forward, reaching to snatch my arm from Cole and pull me back to his side. "Celene, come here..."Cole didn't even flinch in Daniel's direction or react to whatever the fuck he was doing... It was almost like he thought Daniel was simply not there...instead, his grip tightened around my waist, pulling me firmly against his side, effectively blocking Daniel with his broad shoulder."What the hell is going on here?!" Senator Vance stepped forward, his face dark with outrage as he pointed a finger at Daniel. "Boy, is this how you treat your fiancée?""Did she really fall, Daniel?" Commissioner Hayes chimed in, his phone still busy recording, as his eyes narrowed in disbelief. "Because from where we were standing, it looked like you were punching her like a fellow man.""No, no, please, you all have it wrong!" Daniel stammered, his voice rising in panic as he tried to lie through his teeth. "Celene hasn't been feeling well...and then she’s had far too much to drink! She was

  • Married At My Ex Husband's Funeral    How To Stop A Wedding

    As soon as I stepped through the door, a strong hand grabbed my arm and dragged me back toward the secluded part of the hallway.I immediately turned, ready to scream only to find Daniel. His face was flushed, his jaw tight with suppressed rage as he leaned in close, whisper-yelling right into my face."What the hell is wrong with you?!" he hissed, his grip bruising through the fabric of my sleeved dress. "Celene, what is wrong with you? Why are you trying to embarrass me?! Your father put so much effort into tonight, Celene! Half the city is out there, and you're hiding away like a child! Drunk and fucking staggering!"The shock of his anger made the drunken haze begin to recede from my brain, leaving behind a cold, dull throb. I opened my mouth to speak, but before I could get a single word out, he cut me off."Where were you?! What were you even doing in there for so fucking long?! Why are you behaving like this tonight?! Huh?!"He pulled me closer, his eyes narrowing as he glared

  • Married At My Ex Husband's Funeral    Cole Ryder

    I knew that voice. I knew it in my dreams, in my nightmares, and I would have recognized it even if I were stone-fucking-deaf.Cole Ryder.A fresh surge of rage boiled up through the haze of alcohol. He was showing up now? Now?! How fucking late could anyone be? "Go away!" I screamed at the stall door, my voice raw and slurred. "Get the fuck away from me and leave me alone!""Why?" Cole’s voice was calm, completely unmoved by my outburst.I let out a bitter, mocking scoff, wiping my wet, running nose with the back of my hand. "Because I was a fucking idiot for believing you! I was a fool to ever think you’d be the one to save me. You’re a liar, Cole! You told me I could come to you if I ever needed help... You promised to help me... and yet when I came to you, you ignored me!"I rambled but Cole was silent on the other side of the door for a few seconds."I never made you such a promise to you," Cole finally said, his voice dropping into that dark, dangerously refined tone. It was co

  • Married At My Ex Husband's Funeral    Bride-To-Be

    I stepped out of my room, my heavy flowy skirt of the dress dragging against the floor as I walked down the hall toward the staircase. This. Is. Torture!At the bottom of the stairs, my father stood with Daniel. They were laughing, clinking champagne glasses, looking like the ultimate father-and-son duo.My stomach turned.Seeing them like that set off a dark, boiling rage in my chest, especially since Daniel murdered my father shortly after our wedding in my past life...poisoning him, taking his empire, and burying his legacy and replacing it with his own without a second thought. And here my father was, smiling at the man who was going to kill him.Fuck! Fuck this. Fuck the act. Fuck having to pretend to like this Fucker!!! I couldn't keep doing this... I couldn't pretend. I couldn't bring myself to play the dutiful, smiling bride tonight... Not with this monster...I walked down the stairs, my heels clicking loud against the marble."There she is!" My father’s face lit up. He set

  • Married At My Ex Husband's Funeral    The Blushing Bride

    An hour later, Maya was in my room with a makeup artist doing finishing touches on my face..."If you throw up on this floor, Celene, I swear to God I am leaving you here."Maya’s voice cut through the dull, throbbing ache right behind my eyes. I winced, squeezing my lids shut as the makeup artist used a cool, damp beauty blender to pat my cheekbone repeatedly."Careful, Sarah," Maya told the makeup artist, who was treading very lightly around my sour mood. "Make sure you cover the dark circles thoroughly since she decided drinking a full bottle of alcohol was a great substitute for sleep.""It was a terrible substitute, Maya...I know that now," I mumbled, my mouth feeling completely parched. I peeked through one eye at Maya, who was pacing back and forth near the end of my bed with her phone clamped in her hand. "Oh...come on, Maya... please don't embarrass me in public tonight, we have a guest right here...""I don't need to embarrass you, young lady..." Maya shot back, giving me a

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