Betrayed on the wedding day
Everyone in the room knew—this was no grand celebration, but a brief wedding that felt closer to a farewell.
Adrian stood by the bedside, his heart pounding erratically. His white shirt felt too tight, the black tie around his neck choking him. In front of him, Leviana lay weakly, dressed in a simple ivory gown that wrapped around her fragile body. Her face was pale, but her eyes sparkled with happiness.
“Are you ready, Adrian?” asked the officiant, seated on a small chair, his voice calm yet commanding.
Adrian swallowed hard. His vision blurred, his mind clouded with the image of Deviana—her gentle smile, her eyes once filled with love. What am I doing? his heart screamed, but his lips rema