The day of Sanchez and Susan's wedding dawned with clear skies, but the tension in the air was impossible to ignore. Despite their efforts to keep Pedro and Loiz at bay, the two had not been idle.
The ceremony was set in the grand gardens of the Cruz estate, with friends, family, and business associates gathered to witness the union. Susan stood in her dressing room, adjusting the lace on her gown, when a note was slipped under the door.
The message was short: "Leave now, or regret it forever."
Her hands trembled as she read it. She knew it could only be from Loiz or Pedro. Taking a deep breath, she tucked the note into her bouquet.
Meanwhile, Sanchez stood at the altar, his heart racing. He had spent years imagining this moment, but the looming threat of Pedro and Loiz cast a shadow over his joy.
As Susan walked down the aisle, their eyes met, and for a brief moment, the world fell away. But just as the officiant began the vows, chaos erupted.
Loiz appeared at the edge of the crowd, her voice ringing out. "Stop this wedding!"
Gasps rippled through the guests as all eyes turned to her. She marched forward, flanked by Pierre, a man Sanchez didn't recognize but who radiated menace.
"You don't know the truth, Sanchez," Loiz declared. "She's hiding something from you."
Susan's face paled, but she held her ground. "You don't get to ruin this day, Loiz."
"Then tell him," Loiz challenged, her tone triumphant.
Sanchez turned to Susan, confusion and hurt in his eyes. "What is she talking about?"
Before Susan could answer, Pedro stepped forward, his voice calm but cutting. "Let's not forget who the real enemy is," he said, looking directly at Sanchez.
The tension reached a breaking point, leaving everyone in stunned silence. Would the wedding survive this storm, or was this the moment everything unraveled?