Kaden stared at her pale fingers, where his ring sat comfortably. He rested his lips upon the side of her head, kissing her fondly. He liked the sight of the ring on her. It was a single piece of jewelry, but linked the two of them together.
"Once the ring is secured from the auction, let's hold a ceremony," Kaden said in a low voice that struck a chord.
Lina froze on the spot. She felt him going tense underneath. Opening and closing her mouth, she struggled to say something. Memories of his future played out before her like the flash of a horror movie.
A woman sobbing before an empty altar. Blood on her dress. Bullets on the ground. Fire in the distance. And Kaden was not there. She was abandoned at the altar.
"You left me at the altar," Lina suddenly said in a distant tone. "I told you before. The future that I witnessed."
"Dove—"
