The days after I ran from the altar were chaos.
Phones blew up with missed calls, furious texts from family, and heartbroken 💔 messages from Leo that made me cry for hours. “I deserved better than this,” he wrote in one. “I hope he’s worth it.” The guilt was crushing. But every time it threatened to pull me under, John was there....his strong arms wrapping around me, his lips on my skin, his voice whispering that we would face it together.
We escaped to a private beach villa two hours outside the city. No wedding. No guests. Just us.
The moment we stepped inside the luxurious villa, John pulled me close. The ocean breeze drifted through open doors as he kissed me slowly, deeply, like he was still afraid I might vanish. His hands roamed tenderly over the simple sundress I wore, sliding t
