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her mind complained. She blinked when the man folded his lips to her ear and whispered, "Stay calm. They might know that something is bothering you or there's something about us, so if you don't want to be found out, you better collect yourself." She woke up and nodded in agreement. While they were marching, she held herself back from falling; her knees were weak when they reached the end. She was dazed until the ceremony ended. She only blinked when everyone started clapping and the ceremony was over, lost in thought as she stared at the man. He was smiling while talking to a male friend of his, Big Brother Maximo. She averted her gaze when he looked in her direction, and to make matters wo

What the actual fuck? The officiant's voice cut through the commotion as he announced, "This is a tradition upheld by the Anderson family for centuries. The bride must shift and gracefully leap over this sacred slope unharmed to prove herself worthy of bearing the esteemed Anderson surname." My mind raced with thoughts of how on earth I was supposed to shift and jump over this fiery hurdle without reducing myself to a pile of ashes. The fire roared, and I could feel its heat from where I stood. "Hellfire" seemed like an understatement at this point, and my fervent wish was for divine intervention or, at the very least, a fire extinguisher.

Clara rushed to the door as she replied so that both Iris and Dom could hear, "Bride and groom can't see each other before the vows, it is a bad omen, and we are not taking any chances!" She closed the room Iris was in just as Dom reached to open it and breathed heavily due to rushing as her human adrenaline wore off, "I am sorry Alpha, but I'll take it from here. You will see your bride at the altar." Dom raised a brow because she clearly couldn't stop him if he wanted to go, but decided to hand over the bag in which an ironed dress was hung. Clara muttered a 'Thankyou' and took the bag and made sure that he had gone before re-entering the room with the dress and handing it over to Iris to

“I remember it now. Yes. It was quite the scandal. The groom on that day publicly left the bride at the altar and married her little sister whom he claimed to love. Everyone was shocked. The bride ran out of the hall before anyone could stop her.” I felt sick. “What happened to her?” “She... she had an accident. Car crash. Died instantly. Or so we were told because no one ever saw her corpse." A cold chill settled in my bones. I took a few steps back, trying to breathe. No. No, no, no. That couldn’t be me. With trembling fingers, I unfolded the newspaper and held it out to him. “Is this the bride?” I asked. Lawrence took the paper, his expression casual at first—but the second his eyes lande

Their muscles straining against their shirt and buttons were struggling to stay at its place and not to fly away. They descended down the stairs and sat in their respective cars to leave for the church. They arranged a different car for the bride while Liam and Cristina were already taken by their men. They wanted Liam to see the wedding and suffer more. They couldn't wait for this news to reach Mikhail and see him go insane. They finally got their weakness and now they will surely take advantage of it.

Liana's POV Graduation day arrived wrapped in gold light and the smell of fresh-cut grass, the whole quad filled with gowns and flashing cameras and parents hugging their kids like they hadn't seen them in years instead of a semester. Somewhere a speaker system was still playing the tail end of the ceremony's closing song, and someone kept throwing their cap into the air over and over for a photo that wasn't landing right. I found Freya in the crowd almost immediately, her gown half-unzipped already, and we screamed and hugged like we hadn't just seen each other that morning.

Few more days' I chanted in my head and exhaled. ***** Claire smiled sympathetically at the bride as she walked down the aisle with her father, who was holding her arm gently. The bride does not look too happy to be getting married, making it obvious to everyone that it's an arranged marriage. I wonder if Claire would also frown that way when we have our own wedding, I also wonder if she'll chose an outdoor wedding at the front yard like this one, or she wants something that would take place in a big church.

The priest announces the bride. “Ladies and gentlemen, please rise for the bride.” My heart sinks instantly. It’s all becoming too real. It’s really happening. The doors open and Claire is standing at the edge like a princess from a fairytale, radiant and perfect, her white dress trailing behind her as she glides down the aisle. Richard stands beside her, his hand wrapped proudly around her arm like he’s her father. I can't believe he’s giving her away. Tears slip down my cheeks. I quickly wipe them away, but more follow. I watch Claire walk toward the man she is about to marry, my ex-boyfriend. And suddenly, I don’t know whether I’m crying because she’s happy or because this feels like déjà

, Chitragandha choked her saliva and both, Arika and Cookie laughed at Ariv's choice of words. "You dummy, Fai", Jiya suddenly stood up from her seat and tried to run behind Ariv. "Don't run", They heard a deep velvety voice that made them stand still at their place but a sudden thick manly voice made Jiya stumble upon her feet. Everyone gawked at the slow-motion scene. The bride directly landed in the arms of the groom, and that was even too before tying the knot. Shaurya wrapped his strong Masculine arms around her tiny waist and protected her from falling.