The officiant stood at the altar, beaming kindly at the couple before him.

"Congratulations to you both on joining your lives together on such a beautiful day..."

Briony barely registered the words. Her mind was miles away.

She didn't snap back to reality until Ferdinand, beside her, said, "I do."

"...And now, the bride. Do you take this man?"

A large hand gripped her shoulder, turning her gently to face Ferdinand.

He reached up and lifted the white veil from her hair.

Their eyes met-Ferdinand's gaze was unwavering, filled with devotion.

"Bryn, will you grow old with me? Will you stand by my side, for better or worse, for the rest of our lives?"

Briony's eyelashes fluttered.

She tightened her grip on the bouquet, forcing the words out in a barely audible voice. "I do."

Ferdinand's eyes lit up, sharp joy flickering across his face.

It was an unmistakable, visceral happiness.

Mary approached, carrying the wedding rings.

ring and gently

the band onto her slender

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

her hand away. The ring slipped, tumbling to

been ambushed-I'll get

in, gun drawn, face

his arms and barked

"Yes, sir!"

crashed open and a team of armed men stormed

grabbed Briony, pulling her

Gifford

had come prepared; smoke filled the chapel, gunfire erupted

her back slamming into the

eyes cold and sharp. "You knew this was going to

of hatred and disgust-no trace of

her for a

laugh. "No matter, Bryn. I had my

find us, and spend the

drew out the last words, heavy with

scoffed. “Because of your selfishness, your men are

"As long as I have you, I haven't

pushed Mary into the back

and started the engine. "Mr. Ellsworth, we're heading to the

"Good."

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