I couldn't bear to witness what might happen next, so I quickly turned away. My heart was racing, and I was on the verge of tears. However, I couldn't hold back the tears welling up in my eyes anymore. Before I could hear or see anything more that would shatter me, I left the reception area. I hurried out to the exit, passing by people who congratulated me along the way.
"Congratulations, Ms Rachel. You are now a Blackwell."
"Congratulations on your wedding day, Mrs. Rachel Blackwell."
But I didn't have the strength to acknowledge them, not even with a glance. Instead, I rushed out, even though I was in heels and wearing a wedding gown with its long trails and heaviness. As I reached the outside, thunder rumbled and lightning flashed. The sky was pitch dark; I couldn't see any stars eve
