Everyone gathered rose to welcome me in. The new bride. Like every other little girl, I imagined getting married on a beach like this, where the reflection of the evening sun would touch my white dress as I stared at the man I love.
We'd make our vows to each other before everyone present. But all of these dreams died with Dalton.
Tonight I was getting married to someone I hate. Someone I would never love in a million years. Someone I would never be with even if he is the last man in the world.
Max had a knowing smile on that lips of his. He looked like the happiest person in the building, while I'm being forced to be his. I've tried to run away, but father was 10 steps ahead of me. He really wants me to be married to this man for business.
My step mother smiled on seeing me match to the alter, it's probably the first time I've seen her smile at me. So did Genevieve, my sweet step sister, the one who initiated this whole idea to save our family.
