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.

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

she has a choice now that things have come this far?” Cole said as he held Cassandra in his arms and nuzzled his thin lips against her neck. “Even if

lose her mind if she finds

felt a violent buzzing in her head. She took

gown and held

admitted into hospital when his company went

the Foster family so she could reap the benefits. She had made it sound like the marriage was for the good

least expected, was the fact that the boyfriend who said he loved

wedding. He said that he

her hopes and dreams were crushed, and

the room intensified, Avery clenched her fists,

bullying for her father’s sake. She suffered through all kinds of injustices

too

them to take her for

would take back all that

wedding ceremony

in her wedding gown with a bouquet of flowers in her hands, Avery walked down the aisle as soft, romantic music played in the

own vows and

but she paid them no

on, she was Mrs. Foster, and

to hold Avonsville in the palm

……

night, Avery was sent to

heart of the city’s affluent district

in the mansion’s layout, Mrs. Cooper

man on the large bed. She

out on his chiseled face, and he exuded a majestic

indoors, but his handsome face made one unable to

Avery would have never

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