Semua Bab Marrying The Wrong Brother: Bab 1 - Bab 4

The dress was beautiful and I was walking down the aisle in it. The cathedral sleeves, the pearl buttons running down the back, the train sweeping the floor behind me like something out of a magazine. Cole had picked it himself and it was perfect and with every step I took I looked exactly like a bride was supposed to look. Even if nothing else about today felt right. I had been awake since four in the morning. Not from nerves, or at least not the good kind. The kind that sits in your stomach like something is trying to warn you and you keep telling it to be quiet because everything has already been decided and there is no turning back at this point. I had sat on the edge of the hotel bed in my robe for an hour before my maid of honor found me and pulled me to the vanity chair and started on my hair. I walked down the aisle of the Grand Meridian ballroom with my chin up and my bouquet steady in both hands. The hall was full, every seat taken, every face turned toward me. The Del

He walked in and every head in the café turned.I had already been seated for ten minutes, black coffee in front of me that I hadn't touched, the file on the table within reach. I had chosen the corner table deliberately. Away from the windows, away from anyone who might recognize either of us and make this morning more complicated than it already was. I had arrived early, which was something I rarely did, but I had needed the ten minutes to sit quietly and remind myself that this was a practical decision and nothing else.Zane Della-Ross found me without looking around. Like he had already known exactly where I would be sitting. He crossed the room with the unhurried ease of a man who had never once felt out of place anywhere and sat down across from me without a word.I slide the file over the table.He gazed at it for a second before he opened it. I watched him slowly and steadily move his eyes over the first page as he read it as if he wanted to remember every word. He didn't hurr