A month before Nicole and Nicholas's wedding.
I couldn't shake off the feeling of dread that had threatened to suffocate me. Worry was an understatement of what I was feeling. I was consumed by a sense of impending destruction.
Regret and self-blame threatened to envelop me, making my stomach churn. If only I had acted sooner, if only I had gotten married to Nicholas immediately. If only I didn't waste time with marriage. Why did I ever give Nicholas time to think about it?
Now, my uncle was about to seize control of the company, and if I didn't stop him before he did, I would remain powerless to stop in after. When I heard he had started scheming, blood drained from my face. The thought of him calling a meeting with the board of directors made my blood run cold.
My mother quietly wa
