Marrying the Man in the Dark

Cradling Cherise, he bellowed, “Jacob!” His hoarse voice pierced the air.

Chaos erupted in the venue.

It wasn’t just Jacob.

Almost everyone in the room stood up and rushed over.

Charisa, plagued by poor health and consumed by worry for Cherise, knew that standing up would result in fainting.

While everyone else rushed to attend to the bride’s injuries, her biological mother remained calmly seated at a distance.

Maeve was seated next to her.

“To the hospital!”

After inspecting Cherise hand injury, he declared decisively, “It appears to have damaged the tendons and bones. We must get to the hospital!”

“Alright!”

As Jacob’s words echoed, Damien scooped Cherise into his arms and uttered, “Don’t be scared, Cherry.”

Cherise’s face was blanched from the agony.

But she smiled wearily at Damien and murmured, “I’m not scared.”

little painful…

you be?!”

faltered for the first time, “Don’t speak, I’ll take

about the

girl asked deliriously as cold sweat beaded her

or

tightly and sprinted towards the

is equally important as well!”

piercing scream echoed through the venue as

“Murder!!!”

Charisa Miles -!”

sent chills down everyone’s

widened in disbelief as she struggled to escape Damien’s grasp. “My mom!”

acutely aware

he doesn’t let Cherise down

clutched the squirming girl and swiftly dashed back into the

venue was sickeningly unpleasant, as the central area was filled with

was nestled in

wounded stomach, staining

her stood Maeve, concealed behind a mask, wielding a knife as Zachary firmly

neck drained the color from her lips.

would meet her maker with just a little more pressure

Lenoir’s arms and cried hysterically,

for breath, gazed at Cherise’s blood-soaked hand with aching sorrow and muttered, “Silly girl.”