Taming the Divorced Runaway Wife
Fresh tears threatened to spill from my eyes, yet I summoned every ounce of composure to remain calm and confront the inevitable.
"I do," I replied, my voice quivering subtly, convinced that only Enzo, who was nearest to me, could detect it.
Finally, it was done. I had finally fucking married this arrogant bastard. I was uncertain about what life would be like once we started living together. All I could hope for was to remain alive by day's end.
As it came time to exchange our wedding rings, I noticed Jimmy, who was holding them, was tearful. He had such a really soft heart.
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