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.

for you to go to her, Cole! Maybe you should go and butter her up a little more. What are we going to do if she changes her mind and decides to back

this far?” Cole said as he held Cassandra in his arms and nuzzled his thin lips against her neck. “Even if she tries to back out now, the guards will drag her down

if she finds out that you’ve been spending

in her head. She took

and

into hospital when his company went

reap the benefits. She had made it sound like the marriage was for the good of the Tate

the fact that the boyfriend who said he loved her would

on with the wedding. He said that he

were crushed, and

intensified, Avery clenched her fists, and her

sake. She suffered

too

would no longer allow them to take

would take back all that

wedding ceremony began

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

her own vows and

puzzled, but

now on, she was Mrs.

in the palm of his hand, did

……

Avery was sent to

heart of the city’s affluent district and cost over 150

Avery could properly take in the mansion’s layout, Mrs. Cooper had

large

stood out on his chiseled face, and he exuded a majestic aura of

was unusually pale from spending all that time indoors, but his handsome face made one unable to take their

sick, Avery

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