“My wedding is cancelled. My groom stood me up.” The words came through the microphone loud and clear, spreading across the grand wedding hall and killing every conversation in an instant. Neveah stood at the end of the aisle in her ivory wedding gown, one hand wrapped around the microphone while the other held a bouquet of white roses. Hundreds of guests stared at her as though she had suddenly grown another head. Someone near the front actually gasped. Neveah looked around the room, taking in the beautifully decorated tables, the towering arrangements of white flowers, the crystal chandeliers, and the elaborate arch where she was supposed to exchange vows with the man she had loved. Well, at least most of it had been paid for. “You can leave if you want,” she continued, her voice remarkably steady. “Or you can stay and enjoy yourselves. The food is already prepared, the drinks are already chilled, and I'm sure the scenery is worth staying for.” A nervous murmur travelled thr
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