Louis gripped my hand so tightly that I couldn't break free.
I recoiled instinctively the moment I heard the word "tomorrow."
I'd given up. I was done believing him.
Because Louis had always been like this.
The morning after I stayed up all night, giddy with excitement over our upcoming wedding, he sent the priest to tell me the wedding was called off.
On the day the engagement was officially broken off, I asked the priest.
Louis had never even booked a wedding registration slot for us at the church.
I wrenched myself free of Louis with all my strength, lifted my head, and looked him straight in the eye. "We're getting married tomorrow?"
A flicker of light sparked in Louis's eyes when he heard my words.
I went on. "This is so ridiculous, Louis. You never even bothered to go to the
