روايات وقصص ضمن My Last Shot After Seven Canceled Weddings

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Another call—Cindy Vallance's classic "I'm-ending-it-all" routine. No shocker, Andrew Todd bailed on our wedding. Again. I blocked his path, fists clenched around a gown that was supposed to mean something. "Can't this wait till after? It's the eighty-eighth time." My throat burned. He sighed, pulled me close. "Just a little more time, Viv. She's been off since the accident. I'm scared she'll actually do it. I swear, I'll talk to her. For real this time. Then we'll get married. Promise."

But my superiors at work had warned me repeatedly to control my temper—to show restraint and avoid physical confrontation whenever possible. I forced a deep breath and spoke coolly. "Whatever your relationship with Yves is, the wedding is mine to plan. Please leave." Nina ignored me and instead barked orders at the crew. "Yes, put the dead rat here. That'll set the mood. The curse will then take effect." The church looked like a scene from a nightmare; my anger flared. Walking away seemed tempting, but if I canceled the wedding outright, I would lose face—and my parents would tear me apart. For their sake, I kept my temper and softened my voice.

He was the one who had let love slip through his fingers. The wedding was a bust. I watched my friend on the other side of the room, talking and gesturing without a care, and I felt a wave of helplessness wash over me. "You have no idea how satisfying it was to watch that whole mess unfold. Frank has no shame, canceling the wedding like that and begging for your forgiveness. Does he think he's got money to burn, that we all have to dance to his tune?" My friend's voice rose with each word, and she could not help but smack the table in frustration.

Helene and Dylan were still missing. I walked straight to the projector control booth. The technician started to protest, but I silenced him with one look. I plugged in the drive. The massive screen behind the altar flickered to life. The hallway footage began to play. Gasps rippled through the crowd. Phones came out instantly. Someone shrieked. Someone else laughed in disbelief. I stepped to the microphone. My voice rang out, clear and cold. “Ladies and gentlemen,” I said calmly, “the wedding is canceled.”

'I figured you'd be all glammed up for the final countdown. Aurelia sighed, gripping the wheel tighter. 'The wedding was canceled this morning.' 'No way! Why? By who? Talk to me, Aurelia—what happened?' Mira bombarded her, leaning forward, eyes wide with shock. 'Okay, I don't really know the full story, but it seems like Mr. Ronan canceled it. His excuse was that he's not ready yet.' Aurelia made a face, mimicking his deep voice poorly, the words tasting bitter.

“We need to talk.” Something cold settled in my stomach. “Is there a problem?” “Mrs. Sanderson called this morning. At six thirty.” Marcus sat in the chair across from my desk. “She’s canceling the wedding.” “What? The wedding is in three weeks. Everything is confirmed. The deposit is non-refundable and—” “She doesn’t care about the deposit.” I stared at him. The Sanderson wedding was a fifty-person affair with a budget approaching six figures. The kind of event Veridian built its reputation on.

The wedding music kept looping through the venue, but due to my absence, the grand wedding had to come to an abrupt end. Guests stood around exchanging uncertain glances, and whispered conversations echoed across the hall. “What happened? This is the Don’s wedding of the century, and the bride didn’t even show up?” “That can’t be right. Everyone knows Lewis dotes on Eve, and she’s a subject of envy in all of Napels. Why would she choose to run away from that kind of power and a wedding like this?”

During holidays, I cooked for a dozen people by myself because she did not like the help's cooking. No matter how much I did, it was expected. Even one mistake was an unforgivable sin. After that, I dragged myself home. Dante sat on the couch with a glass of whiskey. The ice had melted halfway. "What was that baptism reception about? You canceled my wedding just like that?"

However, this particular scheme would haunt them for as long as they lived. … The wedding was held a week later, instantly landing the Gardner family on the trending list online. "Speculation of Insolvency Surrounds the Gardner Family of Bellevue Following Heiress' Unbecoming Wedding Ceremony." "How Did a Disfigured Man Manage to Join the Gardner Family? What are the Hidden Secrets Behind This Marriage?" Their wedding scandal sent Gardner Group's shares into a tailspin, wiping out half their value and stripping them of their status as one of the top three companies in Bellevue.