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.

Cole! Maybe you should go and butter her up a

that things have come this far?” Cole said as he held Cassandra in his arms and nuzzled his thin

mind if she finds out that you’ve been spending every

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

gown and held back the tears in her

into hospital when his company went

She had made it sound like the marriage was for the good of the Tate family,

the boyfriend who said he

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

hopes and dreams were crushed, and she could barely

in the room intensified, Avery clenched her fists, and her eyes

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

was too stupid

allow them

back

wedding ceremony began

a bouquet of flowers in her hands, Avery walked

said her own vows and

looked puzzled, but she paid them no

she was Mrs. Foster, and she was

in the palm of his hand, did not have much longer

……

Avery was

was located in the heart of the city’s

take in the mansion’s layout,

on the large bed. She slowly walked over and carefully watched

stood out on his chiseled face, and he exuded a

time indoors, but his handsome face made one unable to take their eyes off

not sick, Avery

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