I Let Him Watch Me Marry Someone Else
Astra stepped into view, wrapped in silver, walking slowly, steadily down the aisle.
My breath caught.
She looked exactly how I’d imagined she would in a wedding dress. Radiant. Composed. Beautiful—like a fairy.
For a moment, every part of me screamed to run down there, grab her hand, and pull her away.
But I didn’t move. I watched quietly as her father took her hand and placed it in Silas’s. Everyone clapped and cheered.
Astra blushed, she lowered her gaze, didn’t meet Silas’s eyes.