Prologue

“Selene Sinclair, do you accept Marion Williams to be your rightfully wedded husband?”

The large luxuriously decorated hall was filled with top-notch millionaires and billionaires. There were CEOs, medical directors, judges, well-known lawyers, other prominent members of the high-class society, and, of course, the two most famous families. The Williams family and the Sinclair family.

It was the long-awaited wedding of their children, Selene Sinclair and Marion Williams.

The parents of Selene and Marion sat proudly as they watched their dream come true.

“Yes, I do,” Selene responded.

This is the greatest day of her life, she was getting married to her childhood sweetheart. A man she has never stopped loving for a minute.

“Marion Williams, do you accept Miss Selene Sinclair to be your rightfully wedded wife?” Silence trailed after the question. Everyone sat confused wondering why it was taking Marion so long to reply.

“Mr. Marion Williams, so you accept Miss Selene Sinclair to be your rightfully wedded wife?” The priest repeated.

“Marion,” his mother whispered and he craned his neck in her direction. “Just say 'Yes I do.'”

“Marion?” Selene whispered. Marion stared at her coldly.

“I’m sorry,” he muttered. The happiness in Selene’s eyes drifted away.

“What?” She asked, her voice quivering.

“I don’t think this marriage can work.” He slipped his hands out of Selene’s grip. Gasps erupted from the assemblage.

“What do you mean?” Selene felt like she was losing her sanity by the seconds that ticked by.

“I love someone else,” Marion declared, and the hall went into chaos. Selene gasped for air, she felt her head spinning wildly. Selene staggered but Timothy held her.

Mrs. Williams got up and sent a slap across Marion's face.

“Have you gone nuts?” She yelled at his face.

Marion ignored her and walked out of the alter. Selene shook her head vigorously as he was striding out of the church. She must not let him go.

She rushed outside and met Marion arguing aggressively with his father.

“Marion, we can talk about this. If there is anything I did wrong, just let me know; I’m ready to change,” tears spilled out from her eyes as she pleaded.

“This is not about you, Selene,” he muttered.

“What is wrong with you, Marion, why have you chosen to ruin the reputation I worked so hard to build?” Mr. Williams rasped, shaking his balled fist at Marion.

“I can’t marry someone I don’t love!” He snapped angrily.

Selene gasped in pain. Marion doesn’t love her?

Marion walked off, prancing across the lawn that marked the church’s entrance.

“Marion!” He swerved his head and cast a cold glance at her.

Selene’s heart twisted in despair.

She let go of the latch she held onto and ran after Marion. Marion walked across the road, reaching for his car’s door. Selene didn’t hesitate before running into the road.

The screech of tires and a yell froze Marion. Selene fell to the ground and watched her blood tickle into a puddle.

Screams echoed around as her parents and best friend rushed towards her. Blood splashed from her mouth and she began to feel dizzy. The voices became distant and the faces peering at her became blurry.

She heard nothing, she saw nothing aside from Marion. Her eyelids became heavy, threatening to slam shut.

With the last strength in her, Selene raised her bloodstained hand towards Marion. Her eyes pleaded with words that only Marion could understand.

'Can you ever love me, can you?'