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 okay.”

you be?!”

faltered for the first time, “Don’t speak,

the wedding?”

asked deliriously as cold sweat beaded her

or

held her tightly and sprinted towards the exit,

hand is equally important

piercing scream echoed through the venue as Damien carried

“Murder!!!”

Miles

voices sent chills down everyone’s spine.

as she struggled to escape Damien’s grasp.

aware of Charisa’s

he doesn’t let Cherise

squirming girl and swiftly

venue was sickeningly unpleasant, as the central area was filled

was nestled in Beckham’s arms.

gushed relentlessly from her wounded

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

grip on Maeve’s neck drained the color from her lips.

her maker with just a little

of Damien Lenoir’s arms and cried hysterically, “Mom-!”

breath, gazed at Cherise’s blood-soaked hand