LEAH
TWO DAYS LATER
Finally, the day was here. My wedding day. Somehow, that thought both excited and terrified me.
Why it excited me was because it was a practice ladies my age looked forward to. Even in the circumstances of this union, I was glad I got such a grand wedding.
I imagined the worst-case scenarios of Damien forcefully marking me and locking me up in his room to live in bondage forever. But it was a car from it all. Instead, I went on dress fittings like I was a bride, a bride preparing to have a short wedding and not an arranged one.
Every moment felt charged, like I was standing at the edge of a cliff, feeling the thrill of the view but knowing there was no way back once I stepped forward.
Right now, I was tucked away in the guest room, surrounded by people who were al
