Brian's Poisoned Vow – Forced to Wed, Determined to Kill
By his side was an elegantly dressed Dylan with a kind face and a camera slung over his shoulder ready to document the visit properly.
Just then, Brian strode into the foyer, car keys jingling in his hand. His eyes swept over the assembled group, his wife, beaming, his father-in-law, positively glowing, the twins, ready for an adventure, and now, Dylan a volunteered personal photographer. A laugh of pure, unburdened joy escaped him.
"Good afternoon, Mr. Obed," he greeted him happily.
Dylan tapped his shoulder and responded, "Good afternoon, Son. You are doing well," he said looking at the twins.
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