Choose Your Own Family
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One of them then placed a foot on Kevin's face.
I looked down at him, my voice chilling. "Kevin, consider this your last warning."
With that, I walked away, leaving his cries behind, leaving the past I'd once known buried in the dust.
After Kevin was taken to the police station, I eventually heard the news—he had jumped to his death, unable to pay his debts. But that no longer mattered to me. At that moment, I was backstage, holding a bouquet of flowers, nervously waiting for my bride.
Today was my wedding day. My bride had been introduced to me by my parents—a well-matched young woman, gentle, kind, and intelligent. She was someone I could partner with in business and life, someone who coul