Chapter8

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DAMIEN My eyes darted from Nicho to Melissa’s mother. I was about to speak when my father beat me to it. “I need to get a proper understanding of what the hell is going on.” My father said with a frown on his face. He took a step forward, moving closer to where Nicho and his mother were standing. “Where the hell is the bride?” I watched closely, as they both exchanged looks while my father stared at them. They appeared frightened. Well, Melissa’s mother did, Nicho on the other hand looked more worried. I sighed, wishing that we could all forget there was ever a wedding about to take place and I could go back to my home. But I knew that couldn’t happen because of the ultimatum tied to my marriage. Honestly, I was fed up with it all. I turned to look at my father, who seemed angrier t

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