Jasper's bride's face immediately darkened.
Monica, the bride, forced a wobbly smile onto her lips and said, "Jas, she's gone. Don't you want to marry me? I'm here now, ready to marry you."
"What?" Jasper stared at her in utter disbelief, too thrown off to even register her soft, affectionate words. "Where did Ella go? She's intellectually disabled, how dare you let her be alone!"
That's right. The soft, slow little girl who'd always waited obediently for him to pick her up, who'd waited for him to marry her...
She was now gone.
While he'd been busy plotting how to present a 'normal' Ella to the whole world, while he'd been getting ready for this wedding to repay a debt of gratitude he owed, she'd already cut a deal with Monica and walked away from this place that had done nothing bu
