Blythe's POV:
The moment the bridal veil was lifted, Drake's features slowly came into view, with no surprise in his eyes and no trace of confusion or unfamiliarity.
It was as if he had always known that the woman sitting on this wedding bed would be me.
A low chuckle escaped him before he said quietly, his deep voice controlled yet warm, "I've finally found you."
A faint smile tugged at my lips.
"I should be the one thanking you," I replied softly. "For helping me obtain the security footage."
Drake and I had known each other long before this.
In my previous life, Heidi ran away on her wedding day, turning Drake into the laughingstock of high society.
As for me, I had married Dylan, and that marriage became a nightmare.
Dylan abused me behind closed doors
