His Bride By Contract
Smiled.
“Instead,” he said, stepping back, “I’ve asked someone else to be my bride.”
My knees nearly gave way but I stood still, every cell in my body screaming. Out of the crowd, she stepped forward.
Clarissa.
My sister. Wearing my dress.
"Liam," I breathed. "What are you doing?"
He didn’t answer me.
He extended his hand, to her. “Clarissa, love, come here.”
And just like a rehearsed pageantry, she strode down the red carpet, a smile carved on her lips as she walked towards him, confident, calm and cruel.
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