At the bridal boutique, I stepped out in a white wedding gown. Arthur stood before the mirror, his gaze fixed on me without moving.
Suddenly nervous, I tugged lightly at the skirt. "Well? How do I look?"
He did not answer right away. Instead, he walked over and carefully adjusted my veil for me. Then he lowered his head and pressed a kiss to my forehead. "You look beautiful," he said softly. "Even more beautiful than I imagined."
I looked up at him and could not help smiling.
The wedding was set for a month later.
Somehow, Jace found out. He started calling me like he had lost his mind. When I blocked one number, he used another. In the end, I simply turned my phone off.
Three days before the wedding, he showed up outside my house. He had lost a frightening amount of weight, his face
