Robert’s POV
Same day - four days to the wedding.
"Dude, are you really going through with the wedding?" he asked, his tone dripping with skepticism. "You think you're ready to tie the knot with Tessa? Ha! The instant she finds out who you really are, you're done for, Robert."
I sighed, rubbing my temples, as I stood in the dimly lit, sprawling room. The daylight outside barely penetrated the tinted windows, casting an eerie gloom over the space. Luke leaned against the corner, his face shrouded in shadows, his voice low and ominous. He puffed on his cigar, the smoke curling up like a sinister mist.
I shot a glance at Riley, who was engrossed in his mobile game, pretending not to hear the conversation. I knew better, though - he was listening, and probably agreeing with Luke's assess
