Chapter 19: Left At the Altar

Archer

Today is my wedding day. My hand shakes as I try to knot my bowtie.

The last few weeks have been dreadful. Giving Ruby space when all I want to do is shake her until she tells me why she changed. Why did she want Diavolo instead of me? What went wrong?

But the fear of losing her and chasing her away has kept me calm since. Once we get married, she can’t run away. She will be mine. Then we will thrash out any differences between us, and I’ll make her forget all about Diavolo.

“Bro.” Jordan knocks, then steps in. He looks good in his tuxedo, as my best man, he had to.

“Mom just called; they are at the venue already,” he says, walking up to me to help me knot my tie.

I inhale deeply and exhale. Jordan’s parents and younger siblings arrived last night for my wedding. Other than them, I won’t have any family members on my side.

After my mom ran away with the gardener when I was three, my father cut away every connection between us and her family, the few that were left.

I don’t know