Before my mom's hand could touch me, someone pushed through the crowd. It was my bride, Liliana Booker. I had no idea when she had arrived, but within seconds, she was standing beside me. She took my hand and stepped directly between my mom and me, blocking her from coming any closer. The moment Avery recognized her, surprise flashed across her face. "Liliana?" For a second, she simply stared. Then, her brows drew together. "I thought the woman in that photo looked familiar. So, it really is you." Liliana glanced back at me and gave me a small, reassuring smile before turning to Avery. "Long time no see, Avery." Avery's gaze shifted between us, and the surprise in her eyes slowly gave way to suspicion. Then, she noticed how Liliana was still holding my hand. How naturally I stood beside her. Her face darkened. "Evan, when did this happen between you two?" she demanded. "You were supposed to marry me. What are you doing with another woman?" Liliana let out a soft laugh
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