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Jacob Harts took in deep breaths in and out. He was at a crossroad at this point. He could either lie to Frida and have her carry on with the wedding, so as to avoid any altercation with his parents. Or, he could tell her the truth and watch everything his parents had ever worked hard for crumble and burn to the ground.
Telling Marika the truth about his feelings might have not been able to change anything, but Frida's power was different.
She was the bride, and she could hold on to the fact that her groom had confessed love for another lady, to end the wedding plans.
Jacob's parents would never forgive him if they knew.
He gripped his steering, swallowing saliva to dampen his dry throat.
"Frida…"
"And before you think of lying to me, Jacob Harts. I need you to s
