MARIA'S POV
I rolled around my bed at 7:00 PM, my entire head a mess. I found it hard to forget what I went through at that house earlier that morning. My mom was busy downstairs planning my wedding the next morning, and I lay reluctantly on my bed with no interest in the preparations.
"This wasn't how I thought I'd get married," I muttered, wallowing in self-pity. I had envisioned the night before my wedding filled with joy, obsessing over my dress in the mirror. Instead, it turned out to be one of the saddest moments of my life.
As I wondered about how unlucky the ride had been for me, I thought about all the mistreatment from Connor and Sophia. Suddenly, as I scrambled around in bed, my fingers came in contact with something, a hard tiny rectangular paper—a card. I picked it up, rea
