Revenge of the Abandoned Bride
the priest said from the altar where he stood, cladded in a black tuxedo suit.
“What? No, no, it can't be, no!” I murmured. It was happening, “no please no! I’m the bride! It’s me!”
“Do you sir, Cormac know this lady?” the wedding celebrant asked out of the blue.
“My husband doesn't——,” Ava was saying before Cormac interrupted her mid sentence.
“No, I do not,” he replied coldly, staring deeply into my eyes. The once forest green eyes that were my safe haven held no emotions. They were cold like ice and blue.
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