THE BILLIONAIRE'S UNCONVENTIONAL BRIDES
I watched them-my heart aching at the thought of my sister walking towards a future that neither of us had chosen-and then turned and took the other entrance.
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The minister spoke from the altar, his voice carrying across the hall as he droned on and on about marriage's sanctity, heavenly bonds, and vows. I stood right behind Caila, making myself focus on anything but that knot of unease which was building in my stomach.
Caila, in a flowy white robe, glowed with a nimbus as her trembling hands clutched her bouquet tightly. Jace Sharpe stood opposite her, tall, broad-shouldered, and every inch the untouchable billionaire-impeccably fitted within a tailored black suit like a second skin. His
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