Crystal chandeliers sparkled above white roses purchased with money stolen from people who had trusted Ethan.
The moment I stepped into the ballroom, the string quartet stumbled into silence.
Bianca waited at the altar beneath a cathedral-length veil.
Ethan looked straight at me.
“You actually came.”
“You invited me.”
Guests slowly turned toward us.
Three board members stood first.
Two detectives Ethan had mistaken for investors followed.
Bianca tightened her grip on the bouquet.
“Get her out of here.”
Before anyone moved, Maya appeared beside the projection booth.
“Not until the shareholders finish their emergency meeting.”
The enormous screen behind the altar switched from engagement photographs to hospital security footage.
Bianca appeared on-screen blocking my path inside the parking garage.
Her recorded voice echoed throughout the ballroom.
“You should have disappeared when Ethan left you.”
The footage showed her shoving me backward before I struck the concrete barrier and collapsed.
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