CHAPTER 54: THE WEDDING I NEVER WANTED

ROSALINE'S POV:

So here I stood at the entrance of the grand ballroom with a plastered smile and a hole in my heart. I made it look convincing, and I concealed my hurt because I did not want to ruin this day for anyone.

Even though this was the day that was supposed to be all about me,

But it's also Damien's. I mean, look at him; he looked so happy. His smile was almost reaching his ears, and it only worsened the feeling in my chest.

He wore a dashing midnight black suit, and the first three buttons of his shirt were undone as usual to reveal his tanned chest. His striking silver cross hung loosely around his neck, looking attractive as always.

The music began, and I could feel the eyes of hundreds of wolves on me. I inhaled deeply to calm my nerves and straighten my back. Setting my eyes ahead, I held my head high and my pride higher as I began to make my way down the altar.

My steps were calm and calculated; I made sure to make them as graceful as possible, but all my attention was