"What did you say?"
Adrian's grip tightened around the phone, his voice suddenly sharp.
A moment later, Ryan sent him a screenshot from X.
I was wearing the wedding dress Adrian knew all too well, but the man standing beside me was Damian.
The same man who had competed with him for shipping contracts, hotels, and more deals than Adrian could count was now slipping a ring onto my finger.
The two people in the photo looked so incredibly happy, the smiles so dazzling.
Adrian's first instinct was to tell himself the photo was fake.
Then he saw the hotel's official congratulations post.
Guests had uploaded videos of the vows, and Gabriel could clearly be seen standing at the altar.
He probably thought I was just getting back at him for being late.
But I wasn't crying, and there was no
