CHAPTER NINETEEN
The morning of my wedding feels unreal.
Not in a dreamy, floating-on-clouds way but in the way a storm stands behind a glass wall, silent but threatening.
I wake up before sunrise, heart thumping, staring at the ceiling of the penthouse suite Hardin booked for me and the girls. My stomach is tight, my head too full.
Today I’m supposed to smile. Today I’m supposed to walk down an aisle with cameras flashing, with people cheering, pretending my life isn’t a whirlwind of fear, secrets, and too-intense emotions.
But I get up anyway.
Cassie and Sofia are already awake, sipping coffee and rehearsing what they’ll tell the internet once pictures leak.
They keep glancing at me as if waiting for me to tear up. I don’t, I can’t afford to. So I plaster on a soft smile and sa
