Everyone Wants to Marry Her… Except Me
"There are only four hours until dawn. If we run, we can at least live a few more days. That's better than dying immediately."
But my tone abruptly shifted, turning resolute. "We can't run. The wedding must happen, and I'll be the one to marry her."
George stared at me in disbelief. "I may dislike you, but haven't you forgotten how brutally you died in your previous life?"
Edgar frowned and said, "If you're still love-struck after all that, I'm starting to wonder whether I was too kind to you before."
The pigeon-egg-sized diamond ring, worth a billion dollars, still lay on the table.