*****Faye's POV****
"Was the party supposed to finish at that time?" I question Jaxon as he continues to storm around the room, fumbling to find whatever it was that he was looking for.
"Nah." He curtly responds, as I tilt my head at his sudden change in attitude.
He had quite literally sent everyone home not long after our first dance together - shouting that the party was over even though it was only approaching eight.
"Well uh… can you at least help me get this off?" I gesture to my wedding dress, which was now beginning to suffocate me in the stuffiness of our room.
He suddenly stops his pacing, glaring at me ever so slightly, before storming his way across the room towards me.
He roughly grabs my shoulders and spins me on my heels, before untying each ribbon and clip down my back - unhooking any last piece that was still holding my dress in place.