AVA POV.
The gold doors at the entrance of the hall slammed shut behind us, cutting off the deafening paparazzi from entering, creating some much needed silence but still the silence inside did nothing to calm the panic building up in me.
The air conditioned air of the grand foyer hit my face, cold and welcoming but I could almost barely breathe, my lungs burned.
Every cell in my body screamed at me to rip off this gown or tear off the lace mask from my face, and run for the hills until my feet bled.
Matthew.
He was here. He was standing right outside those doors.
His absence had left me feeling confused yet here he was wearing that uniform of Sterling security team, here to protect I and the man who currently owned me.
My heart crushed against my ribs to the point that made
