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.”

just a little painful… but I’m

would you

time, “Don’t speak, I’ll take you to the

the wedding?”

asked deliriously as cold sweat beaded her

or reschedule.”

held her tightly and sprinted towards the exit, “You

is equally important as

scream echoed through the venue as Damien carried Cherise

“Murder!!!”

Miles

voices sent chills

struggled to escape Damien’s grasp. “My mom!” she shricked.

acutely aware of

he doesn’t let Cherise down

squirming girl and swiftly

as the central area

in Beckham’s

her wounded stomach, staining her pristine white

Maeve, concealed behind a mask, wielding a knife as Zachary

neck drained the color

would meet her maker with just

Lenoir’s

gazed at Cherise’s blood-soaked hand with