POV: AUDREY The heavy oak doors of the cathedral swung open, and I stepped out onto the red carpet in front of three hundred jaw-dropped guests. The organ music swelled, but the room was suffocated by low, panicked whispers.Carter’s spot at the altar stood empty. His groomsmen looked like they wanted to sink through the floorboards.My father walked beside me, his hands trembling with rage. "Audrey, what are we doing? Where is Carter? We need to cancel this before the press..""Walk, Dad," I whispered, keeping my head held high, my eyes fixed straight ahead. "Just walk me to the altar."As we reached the front of the church, the side entrance near the altar clicked open.The room went dead silent.A tall, commanding figure stepped out of the shadows, wearing a charcoal-black, bespoke Tom Ford tuxedo with a dark crimson rose pinned to his lapel. His dark hair was immaculately styled, his jawline razor-sharp, and his jet-black eyes locked directly onto mine with absolute, unyielding
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