His Forbidden Possession
He cleared his throat and was about to speak, but to our shock, someone strongly hit Hans on the head using a bag, causing him to let go of my wrist.
It was Mia, someone I didn’t even notice that was also one of the guests for this wedding.
“Let’s go!” she said, then took my hand as both of us ran away.
I even heard Hans shout angrily, “Stop them!”
But both of us were running away.
I felt the weight of the gown, the drag of the aisle, the stares burning into my back, and yet every step was liberating.
Every step was mine again.
And what’s more amazing for me is the fact that I have Mia, my best friend, who was helping me escape right now.
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