The highly anticipated grand wedding took place as scheduled.
Kai had spent half a month painstakingly preparing the ceremony. Even though I wasn't the bride, he had never planned on letting me miss it.
I clearly hadn't received an invitation, but before the wedding began, a staff member came specifically to my door to deliver a gold-embossed invitation, polite but firm.
He said, "Miss Ford, Mr. Mercer has specifically reserved a prime seat for you in the center front row. Please be sure to attend."
I instantly understood Kai's intentions.
He wanted to force me to sit in the best seat and watch him marry another woman.
I wanted to refuse, but a dull pain suddenly surged in my chest, and I simply accepted it.
I said to myself, "Fine, I'll go. I'll sit through this show to the very en
