My Last Shot After Seven Canceled Weddings Novels & Stories

“ I’m sorry but I cannot continue with this wedding, The wedding is cancelled “Luke announced and the crowd gasped . Nelly grabbed Luke’s hands and started to plead in silence. “ You can not do this to me , Not in front of her , Not in front of everyone like this …I will be a laughing stock , You cannot abandon me in this place like this , Not after everything we have been through together “ Nelly was on her knees with her wedding gown , Shamelessly begging, Forgetting that she was being captured and mocked at . “ isn’t he so predictable? I haven’t even done anything and he wants to cancel his wedding with Nelly , He can already feel the heat”I whispered to martins .

It's three hours later when my phone finally rings. I pull us off to the side of the road and pull my phone out. "Hey Zo," I say as I see that it's my best friend reaching out. "What a fucking shitshow this wedding was." I can hear the exhaustion within his voice, and I know the past few hours have been aggravating for him."Technically we didn't have a wedding. How many funerals are we having?" "Three, including Father Paul. At least for now, we got four more in questionable states. Two more were shot, but it was a clean through and through to their shoulder. A handful of others have grazes."

The likes had crossed a thousand already. Xavier on the other hand has never gotten this kind of attention on his page before. “Lisa, you're okay?” He asked, touching the nape of his neck. Do I look like I am? This is just too much for me to handle. How am I suppose to explain this? How am I suppose to tell the world that my groom had walked away? “The wedding is cancelled, and everyone thinks it's still happening.” I covered my face with both hands in shame.

Tom spent the whole day on his knees at the venue, vowing his devotion. "Liz," he said to the camera, "you canceled our wedding today, and I'm not angry. I don't blame you. Now I finally understand what it feels like when the person you love doesn't show up. To make it up to you for all the pain I caused, I'll give you the chance to cancel eight more times." And he meant it. Every month after that, he hosted another wedding banquet, each more extravagant than the last, waiting for me to show up in a white dress.

she said smoothly, “between married couples, there shouldn’t be any thank you. Right?” A smug little attack. I smiled. “Yes, dear wife, I get it. No thank yous between couples. I was just joking.” I let go of her wrist. Her scent was intoxicating up close. “Shall we leave this event?” I asked. “I’m tired. There’s too much nonsense—paparazzi, your sister, your ex-fiancé. I’ve cancelled most of the engagements I had today. But at least we achieved one thing—dealing with the media.”

“So Lisa,please take a deep breath” Lisa took in a loud wheezing breath in. “Good, you are doing great. Now out”. Beauty said softly as if she's talking to a hatching egg. Shelley rolled her eyes aggressively. “Oh please,spit it out already, what happened?!” Shelley snapped, impatiently. “He canceled the wedding!” Lisa wailed, her voice echoed in the bathroom. Beauty winced. “What happened? Did he give a reason?” Lisa shook her head furiously, then paused, sniffling.

He hated attention. It wasn't until three days ago, when Arya brought up the studio, that she'd mentioned the wedding. Funny how fast everything crumbled. Her voice stayed steady. "It's fine. The wedding's off." Vincent froze in the doorway. His eyes flashed—panic, sharp and sudden. "What do you mean, the wedding's off?" Serena flinched at his voice but recovered quick. "A friend had something come up. So, wedding's canceled." He didn't push.

He said to whoever was on the other end, "I'll be right there." I looked up at him. "The wedding's about to start." His voice was heavy. "We'll have to cancel the wedding. We can reschedule for later." I didn't cry or make a scene. I just asked stubbornly and calmly, "All these media people and everyone from our circle are here today. If you cancel the wedding now, do you want me to become the laughingstock of the entire city?" "Grandpa got a special injection just so he could hold on long enough to come and see me get married."

He finally turned around. There was no anger on his face. His eyes were calm, his expression cold, as if he had already finished the calculation and was only waiting for everyone else to catch up to the answer. “It cannot be canceled,” he said. I stared at him. “It can. The ceremony hasn’t started, the marriage license hasn’t been signed, and technically, our bride is currently doing a disappearing act in a silk robe. Canceling is actually one of our strongest options right now.” “No.”

Dead silence descended upon the room. I removed the wedding band from my ring finger and gently placed it on the table. My words were short, simple, and devoid of emotion when I said, "I'll be giving this ring back to you. I'll also return your wedding gift. "We can either cancel the wedding, or the two of you can go through with it. I'm fine with either option." I turned around and left after I was done speaking. I didn't even question them. The sound of something heavy falling to the floor came from behind me.