It was the day of Avonsville socialite Avery Tate’s wedding, but there was no groom in sight.

The groom, Elliot Foster, had been in a vegetative state since a car crash half a year ago. His doctors said that he was not going to make it until the end of the year.

In a grief-stricken act, Elliot’s mother decided to arrange a marriage for her son before he met his untimely end.

The Fosters were one of the wealthiest families in Avonsville, but no socialite in her right mind would want to marry a man who was knocking on Death’s door.

……

Avery sat at the vanity with her slender figure gracefully dressed in a white wedding gown. With her elegant makeup that brought out the exquisiteness of her pale complexion, she looked as delicate as a budding red rose.

Yet, there was an uneasiness in her almond-shaped eyes.

There was only another 20 minutes until the ceremony, and Avery was frantically sliding her fingers across her phone screen, anxiously awaiting a text message.

She had a boyfriend before she was forced to marry Elliot, and it was a terrible coincidence that he just happened to be Elliot’s nephew, Cole Foster.

However, they had never made their relationship public.

Avery had texted Cole the night before in hopes that they would escape Avonsville together and elope. She had stayed up all night waiting, but she never got a reply.

She could wait no longer.

Avery rose from her seat, clenched her hand around her phone and made up an excuse to leave the room.

She hurried down the corridor and froze in her tracks as she walked past one of the rooms.

Avery heard the sound of her sister, Cassandra giggling delightedly through the slightly ajar room door.

you should go and butter her up a little more. What are we going to do if she changes her mind and decides

he held Cassandra in his arms and nuzzled his

“Avery will lose her mind if she finds out that you’ve been spending

a violent buzzing in her head. She took a step back and

clenched her fists around her gown and held back the tears in

into hospital when his

it sound like the

that the boyfriend who said he loved her would

to carry on with the wedding. He said that he would marry her once Elliot

were crushed, and

the voices in the room intensified, Avery clenched her

stepsister’s bullying for her father’s sake. She suffered through all

was too stupid and

allow them to

would take back all that

ceremony began

of flowers in her hands, Avery walked down the aisle as soft, romantic music

her own vows and put

but she paid them

now on, she was Mrs.

who used to hold Avonsville in the palm of his hand,

……

Avery was

the heart of the city’s affluent

properly take in the mansion’s layout, Mrs. Cooper had dragged her to

were immediately drawn to the man on the large

stood out on his chiseled face, and

indoors, but his handsome face

Avery would have never become his

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