Tears streamed down Lydia's face, and despair seemed to swallow her whole. Owen stepped toward me and reached for my hand, only for me to slap him hard across the face.
"Get lost! Leave me alone!"
This time, the slap didn't make him angry or humiliated. Instead, he almost felt like I had every right to hit him. If it helped me blow off steam, I could hit him however I wanted, as long as I was still willing to stay with him.
Owen said frantically, "I'm sorry, Celine. Forget today's wedding. If you can forgive me, I'll call it off."
Everyone around them gasped. Could someone really treat marriage like this? The Hart family's behavior was getting more shameless by the second.
Lydia screamed, "Owen, how can you do this to me? What have I ever done to you? You said you would love me foreve
