The Bride He Refused to Lose
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Inside the limousine sat a bride.
She was dressed in an elegant white wedding gown, her head resting against the window, and her hands folded neatly in her lap. She wasn't sleeping. She was dead.
Lorrie slowly walked closer despite Lorenzo's warning. The moment she saw the woman's face, she gasped. The bride looked almost her age—beautiful, peaceful, as though she had simply fallen asleep.
Around her neck hung a silver placard. Three words had been engraved into it:
> **Contract Brides Die.**>