Phoebe’s POVI stumbled back, unable to believe who I was staring at. Why was Lucas dressed as the groom? No. This wasn’t possible. How could he move on so easily?Lucas froze, his face ashen. His lips parted, but no sound came out of his mouth. My hands curled into fists as I glared at him. Since he wanted to marry another woman, let him go ahead. “Mate,” Selene whimpered. “Shut it. Can’t you see he’s busy getting married?”“But—““Let’s get the hell out of here.”As I was about to take a step, a voice forced me to halt. “Phoebe!” Lucas’ eyes widened and his body trembled. For one brief moment, his body shifted as though he was about to leave the altar. Then, his father caught his wrist. I had expected him to come over, resist his father. But no, he didn’t. He just stood there, his gaze fixed on me. For one foolish second, I waited. I waited for him to run after me. To call my name and give me a reason not to believe what I was seeing. But Lucas didn’t take a step, instead, he
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