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I checked my watch; there was still time until I had to go to work, so why not spend some time in the garden? I entered the garden and took a seat on the bench. There were small children all around playing, and their mothers were taking care of them. I remember my mom taking me to this garden when I was little. I can never forget my mother's memories. They are few and very precious to me. I never got love but I hope to get love at least from my future husband. I hope I get a partner who will understand meLove me abundantly, Care for me. I would not want anything from him except love. Love is the thing that I never got. I hope to get that from my future husband.

I said his name in a whisper, watching him kneel on the ground with his mate’s dead body in his arms. “Savia!” seeing her body covered in bruises and a silver dagger through her chest crumbled my heart. “She is g---one!” he let out a weep to announce the agony his heart was feeling. “Ahh! She is gone!” the wailing brides repeated after him, crying and yelling while terrorizing the pack once again. It was then I noticed I was the only one accompanying my brother because the others were too afraid to get a glimpse of the wailing Brides. Though the wailing brides never interacted or got into physical contact with anyone due to being made of dust, they have the pack appalled.

Then they saw few young teenagers waiting for them at the stage and one of them that made Bernard's heart sour is his fourteen years old little sister that he hadn't seen for three years . " For your knowledge ,madams and sirs , the seven brides are actually our madam Elina Wong or actually our Master President Adrian Moo's wife classmates in the university . Mrs Moo said they are like her family so believe me , no one would dare to touch the Mrs Moo's bestfriends ." The emcee jokes with the hidden meaning .

She wanted to say something but she slowly lost consciousness He carried her in a bridal way and was about to walk out. “YOU CANT JUST LEAVE LIKE THAT!!!!!

"Lexie Shay Dillon, do you take Zheme Mardruk Algae for your lawful husband, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do you part?" Lexie looked towards Zheme, hands nervously squeezing his. "I...I do." "You have declared your consent to the church." The priest clasped both his hands behind his back, a pleasant yet hardly noticeable smile on his lips. "You may now kiss the bride." Zheme was the first to lean in, plump lips crashing onto Lexie's with a gentle passion. Her lips were as soft and as moist as ever and just like Zheme's they moved with a slow and delicate tendency.

"I know you're going to be so happy, Kyra. And I'll be right here every step of the way." Before I could respond, the dressing room door swung open, and Angie and Rika burst in, their faces beaming with excitement. They were dressed in their bridesmaid dresses, looking stunning as ever. "Kyra!" Angie exclaimed, rushing forward to envelop me in a tight hug. "You look gorgeous, girl!" I laughed; the sound ringing out like music in the small room. "Thank you, Angie," I replied, returning her hug with equal enthusiasm. "And you two look amazing as well."

Katherine was at lost for words but decided to open up to her "I overheard his discussion with his assistant. His grandparents refused to hand over their family's business to him unless he is married, so he wants to rent a bride for a year which is the duration his grandparents gave him that his marriage will last before he becomes the owner of the Baldwin Empire. As a punishment to me for eavesdropping on his discussion, he decided to make Felicity his rented bride" she shuddered as she mentioned Felicity as a rented bride.

she whispered. Richard folded his hands behind his back. "The guests don't know the bride personally. Most of them are business associates. The ceremony hasn't started, and the press hasn't seen her yet." He turned to Adrian. "The merger survives." Eva stared at him in disbelief. "You can't replace a bride like she's a missing decoration." "No," Richard replied calmly. "But we can replace a woman who has already chosen to leave." "I said no." Richard raised an eyebrow. "I wasn't asking you."

The night before my wedding, my twin sister, Serena Bennett, insisted on celebrating her birthday a day early. My fiancé, Adrian Cole, simply folded my birthday into hers, and then the cake came out with only Serena on it. I asked him, "Where's my name?" He leaned over the cake and pushed the candles into place, his voice easy. "We're all family. Why draw lines like that?" My parents were crowded around Serena too, and my mother said impatiently, "There, the candles are lit for you. Blow them out and stop being difficult." The next day, Adrian came to find me and brushed his hand across my forehead. "I didn't think it through yesterday. I got you a cake of your own. Come home. This one's jus

Everything had changed. As I wore the wedding gown Luca had picked out for me, my cousin's child came running over with an olive branch. "Aunt Giada, Uncle Luca told me to bring this to you!" I reached out and took it, only to see a note attached. "Giada, I know you're about to become my bride, but it still feels unreal. It's as if this is all a dream—and when I wake, I'll still be the one standing on the university field, secretly watching you walk beside Carlo."