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he unconscious girl on the floor. I've known Caliste since childhood, she

a successful, powerful, ravishingly attrac

romantic attachments, I was still determined to claim him. And now, Caliste has effortlessly captur

e to drag her to the backrooms. Being caught now will put

. She's got some weight to her, but it's no surprise-a daddy's girl who always gets what sh

for the next move was waiting i

t off, don't let anyone

he pulls the corset off her and shov

I whisper yells at him, staring at him, "Get her out of he

reful," he replied, his v

ugh," I decided, confident

soon, and I'd be alo

your dad? It's almost time," the designer called

forgotten

it just enough to speak. "You c

you sure?

ely closing the door. I pressed my body agai

d away from the peephole, ready

By then, it would be too late for anyone to contest the union, and they'

hair, same stature. Sure, she's a few inches taller, so the dress drags on the

eye color from blue t

the mirror

re

he we

wed

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the New York sun streaming through the windows

nt smile. Mason stands outside, his frow

smile, but he remains unm

gh me at the sight of him. His intense gaze ignites my des

d firmly, makin

're

start, but he

e. We discussed

conversatio

son? Don't you think I look stunning?" I tea

n flickering across his fac

sighs, and that intensity between us grows st

lancing around at the guests. Their collective s

ou even threw some insults my way, but today you s

sn't all bad," I whisper back, our exchange mistaken for sweet

ng through me. "No, something is off."

man in marriage," the Priest announces. Mas

husband, to have and to hold, in sickness and in h

nod decisively, my voi

turns to him,

clenched, his jaw

hrough the guests,

son

firmer this time. He takes my hands, locking e

e a breath of relief

echoes through the church, followed by screams and cha

with a sickening thud, sen

wedding dress spread around her. She remains

s cold, and

struggle to ga

des forward, wrapping

ds, and I feel unfamiliar

ead, the mask itching agai