Chapter 185. The wedding is about to begin

When I regained consciousness, I was surprised to find myself

lying on a simple, narrow bed. I looked down to discover that I was wearing a wedding dress!

Vincent was standing on the other side of the room, holding a bouquet of roses. When he saw me tugging at my dress in

disbelief, he strode over to me, squatted down, and pressed the delicate flowers into my hands. He said, “Olive, we’re supposed to be at the altar soon. You need to get ready.”

I thought I must be dreaming. There was no other possible explanation for what Vincent was saying. Why was he talking about an altar?

My eyes widened in shock. “Vincent, are you out of your mind?”

What the hell had he done? What was wrong with that can of milk… Had Vincent drugged me?

He smiled as he pushed the bouquet of roses into my hands, gently cradling my cheek in his cool palm. “I’ll explain everything later. For now, can you just trust me?”

on the bed, still feeling dizzy. I looked around slowly and realized

a calm expression. “That’s right, Olive. We’re in a church, and in ten minutes, you and I are going to

time I didn’t give him the chance. As he reached out to me, I picked up the bouquet of roses and

up from the bed. “This isn’t funny, Vincent! I

in the moment. This was completely ridiculous, and I’d never

now it seemed like Vincent was actually crazy, and there was no telling what he might do! I was starting to wonder if

immediately. I didn’t even have the energy to yell at Vincent anymore, I just wanted to escape as fast as

opening the door, I froze in my

of the church sanctuary. She was wearing a plain white dress with a corsage pinned to her chest, and she had a joyful,

she’d lost a lot of weight since I had last seen her, and her face was transformed by a haggard exhaustion that couldn’t be hidden by makeup. Apparently,

head, and whispered in a pleading tone, “Olive, I’m sorry, but this is all out

so thin, she was basically just skin and bones, but the light in her

hold back my, anger at Vincent. “But you still shouldn’t have lied to

a wedding dress. Vincent had no idea how much this

as if he thought I might try to run away. He whispered again in my ear, “I swear, Olive, I really am sorry. I was afraid

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