Lucille's POVOf course, I wasn't going to pay my respects to Casey Clarke, of all people.Alexander York stood there, his expression already cold. "Lucille, don't make me ask twice."I removed my veil. "This wedding is off."The entire ballroom fell silent.Casey quickly broke the silence with a laugh. "Oh, come on, Lucille. You seriously can't take a joke? Al didn't even blink and called me 'Daddy'. One would think you could handle a little more than he can."The groomsmen joined in, laughing and egging me on.Alexander's mother, Mildred Smith, shot to her feet. "Lucille, do you have any idea where you are now? No matter what you're upset about, we can deal with it after the ceremony. Just finish the wedding."His father, Ethan York, remained seated, but his face had darkened. "All of the York family's guests are here. If you call off the wedding now, what exactly are we supposed to tell them?"I turned to Alexander. "So, did neither of you plan to explain to the guests or t
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