Christopher's Perspective
I was there the day Lauren and Daniel formed their sacred bond, slipping in under a fake name with a $100,000 gift. Maybe it was foolish, but I'd promised Lauren I'd stay out of her life, and I meant to keep that vow.
Their ceremony was a spectacle—far grander than the one Lauren and I had six years ago. Flowers, feasts, an emcee who knew his stuff—every detail screamed how much Daniel and the Hartmans valued her. I couldn't help but think back to our binding day: a chaotic mess, with ocean winds tossing the floral arches and my family grumbling. I didn't realize then, but Lauren started enduring from day one—putting up with the mishaps, my indifference, my parents' nitpicking.
Yeah, my folks never approved of her. They thought I deserved a she-wolf from a "bet
