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"I love Natasha so much, and I know you love her too. But u can't save someone whose problem are bigger than yours. Michael's eyes snapped up, a protest on his lips. "But_" Tracy cut him off, her hand on his shoulder. "Listen, Mike. We aren't from the same world. The LEEs are .... they play by different rules. You'll get hurt. You're an artist, Michael. You have dreams, and ur family depends on u. Don't let someone else's drama ruin them". Michael's jaw set, his eyes flashing with defiance. "I can handle it, mom. I care about her a lot".

, Pierce continued. "And? Lovers argue, stupid. That they were arguing doesn't mean that they are having issues that cannot be solved" "This particular person overhead Handel telling her, the cold bitch that he wasn't going to get married to her. That she should let him call off the arrangement" "And what did she say?", Sarah asked against her better judgement. A gleam came into Pierce eyes. "I knew you were interested!" "According to my source, which did not overhear the whole conversation, but was sure the reply was something along the lines of "we have a reputation to keep"

Sofia slept through the entire ceremony in Linda's arms. "I, Ethan Michael Carter, take you, Maya Isabel Rodriguez, to be my lawfully wedded wife," Ethan said, his voice steady despite the tears in his eyes. "To have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do us part." Maya repeated her vows, her voice breaking on the words "for better, for worse." They'd already been through so much worse than most newlyweds. But they'd survived it together.

SYBIL EAGAN POV Today was going to be the happiest day of my life, because despite all the opposition, the rejections of my parents, and all the trials I'd passed through, I was finally going to tie the knot with the only man that my heart had ever beat for. I and Dian Angelo was finally going to be together, and I just wanted to scream for the whole world to know how happy I was. My parents were not in support and had cut me off, so it was going to be a small ceremony at a small chapel with only our close friends in attendance, but it couldn't be more perfect. I only wanted Dian. He was my soulmate.

It's embarrassing! "You got sick from falling into the pool and had to take meds while you're still breastfeeding! What kind of mom does that? Sandy's more of a mom to Oliver than you are. She even looks a bit like him. "I guess you're so unattractive your own kid didn't even want to take after you! Ugh, Sandy and Colin would've been such a perfect couple. Too bad they didn't get married back then." Sandy shot me a smug look, then forced a fake smile and said, "Please don't say that, Grace. Lucille might get upset."

But since you want to end our lives, Anders and I are ready to die. We've come a long way. We've seen a lot. We've faced near-death experiences, and we have stood tall. We have made promises to each other, and we will not break them. Anders is my mate, the love of my life, and against all odds, we will be together either in life or in death. No matter what you do, Brandon, you cannot separate us. Make your decision now. Walk away peacefully, or we fight to the death."

It wasn’t just fashion now; it was a statement, a challenge, a declaration of war painted across every glossy magazine and billboard. And though my chest ached with memories I refused to name, my heart beat steady with a single truth, I was back. Stronger, louder, untouchable. Elliott and Cecilia could try to ignore me, try to erase me, but the world had already chosen. The tide was shifting, and they couldn’t stop it. Not this time. This was only the first blow. And God help them, because I wasn’t stopping here.

And she knows so well he thought she was taking some petty revenge when she showed the door. What can she say that she too learned to understand what people are thinking or at least what he is thinking after living with him for all those months. This is going to be a long journey. *Note* This is a Sequel to "Against The All Odds"... Must read the previous one before reading this as it contains important content related to this story...

Finally, at six thirty, there was a knock on the door. I stood to open it, and a huge bouquet blocked my view. It was camellias, my favorite flower. Even though my severe allergies and past surgery meant I could barely smell anything, I couldn't help but smile. Harry stood at the back of the group, his gaze gentle, his voice steady. "I love you, Selena." I moved through the crowd, almost running into his arms. "I love you too." But the next second, he didn't hug me back. Instead, he shoved me away with force.