Astrid’s heart almost tears out of her chest as Zane steps closer to them. What is he doing here? Why at her wedding? What does he want? Why now?
She hardly knows what emotion to feel from the different emotions that are coursing through her, anger, pain, resentment, spite?
Murmurs fly through the crowd and Marlon sneers at Zane. “What is the meaning of this?”
“This is between me and her, it does not concern you,” Zane replies coldly, his icy blue eyes burning past Astrid’s veil as she stares back at him with palpable rage.
If Zane thinks he can walk back into her life after six years and disrupt her wedding, he has another thing coming. She doesn’t know why he is here, nor does she care to know. Their chapter ended a long time ago and she burned that book and scattered the ash into th
