“It’s Eliza,” Nikolas said, his tone sad. “What’s wrong? Is she okay?” “Yes, yes, she’s perfectly fine. I just…I don’t know about this wedding.” I furrowed my brow and turned to face him. “What do you mean?” “Eliza is so beautiful and full of life. There’s no way that she’ll be happy being
We woke up early on Sunday morning for a quick breakfast before we had to start getting ready for the wedding. Eliza’s younger sisters helped me get her into her wedding dress, while Andrew and a couple of Nikolas’s friends helped Nikolas with his tuxedo. Afterwards, Andrew and I quickly changed int
“No,” he said firmly. “Excuse me?” Pete replied. “You heard me. I said, ‘No.’ I’m not going with you.” Pete made to charge Nikolas, and Andrew held his hand out at Pete’s chest. “I’d think twice before you tried that,” Andrew warned. Pete growled but stepped back. “This isn’t over.” Si
A couple days passed after Nikolas and Eliza’s wedding without incident. I had thought that everything was calming down. Then I found the picture on the web. We had not hired any photographers for Nikolas and Eliza’s wedding. It was an odd request, but they did not see any reason to record their w
“She came all this way to see me, and I like that initiative,” the purple-haired woman continued. She walked up to me and held out her hand. “I’m Luna Bianchi.” I took her hand and shook it. “Crystal Blanchard.” “Crystal Blanchard of Ever After Weddings?” “Yes. You know of me?” “I should s
“And so, you just shook on it? Easy as that?” Andrew asked me as I told him the tale that night in bed. He lay on his side facing me, one of his arms cushioning my head, while I lay on my back, staring at the ceiling. “Easy as that,” I replied. “I don’t think that Luna wanted to take advantage of a
Apparently, one of Andrew’s connections happened to be the city’s greatest private investigator, retired police detective Anthony Jones. In a couple of weeks, he managed to track down the accountant’s—John Brown’s—current location and some key information that I could leverage against him. One piece
“Thirty-three percent,”Susan said.“He needs more convincing.” I looked away. He had to be unnerved by the intense eye contact by now. “Mr. Brown, I know that you’re scared of Bob. I am, too. I’m sure that he gave you a sizeable amount of hush money to disappear too, if you bought a property this l
That night, long after the last of the guests had left for their rooms, Andrew and I returned to the presidential suite to find that the staff had decorated it in preparation for our stay. All the décor, right down to the bed sheets, had been switched out for matching red and gold pieces. The light
Andrew’s eyes met mine as I approached the altar. He smiled at me, and I smiled back. He looked so handsome in his classic black tuxedo that I could hardly wait for after the reception to be with him. As I took my place across from Andrew, I handed my bouquet to Lily. The priestess bega
One month later, I stood in a suite at a private beachside resort, admiring my wedding dress. It hugged my curves in all the right places while still gently brushing against the ground like a low-hanging cloud. Crystals glistened in the room’s fluorescent lights, and the train flowed behind me effor
“Let’s continue this in the bedroom,” I said, breathless. Andrew nodded his agreement. I pulled Andrew to his feet as he stuck the ring box back in his pocket. Then I dragged him back to the bedroom, leading him by the tie. Not that he needed to be dragged; he would have followed me anywhere by th
Andrew texted me and said his flight was delayed by a few errands he had to run, so I waited. And waited. I waited for an entire day, and even began to worry that Andrew had changed his mind. Then I heard a knock at my door. I leapt off the couch and rushed to answer it. Stopping just short of the
Noah left the next day. I took him to the airport, we exchanged a hug and a brief farewell, and then I watched him walk through the gate. That was the last time I ever saw him. With a heavy heart, I returned to an empty apartment. All our furniture and my belongings—what little I still had—were the
Sensing the urgency in Noah’s voice, I leaned in closer. “What is it?” I asked, trying to suppress the anticipation in my voice. Noah’s grip on my hands tightened. “I’m going to study financial law in the human world.” I froze. My heart thumped hard against my ribs, so hard that I thought th
The nightmares did not stop. In fact, they got worse. By the end of that week, I was having at least one every night, and it was showing in behavior during the day. I could scarcely stay awake. At my new branch of Ever After Weddings, I had to sneak off into the breakroom whenever there were no cu
I dreamt of the Lunar Festival. Noah and I walked hand-in-hand through the stalls, enjoying the sparkling lights and the company of our new pack mates. Yet something was off. I could feel a chill in the air, a foreboding that I could not quite shake off. “We should get out of here,” I said, tryi