All Chapters of Runaway Bride: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

 Tatiana MattewPart One I look at myself in front of the mirror. Even though I feel beautiful with my wedding dress on, I can’t help feeling sad about the decision someone else made for me, the one my father has made to wed me to a man I’ve only met once. I will become the mother of a little boy who lost his birth mother at birth. I am not ready for that kind of thing. Although I grieve for a poor widower situation, I can’t help but feel distressed and melancholy about my position.“Get that look off your face, Tati. You’ll see that everything will be all right,” I hear my mother say to me as she tries to adjust my veil. She decided to dress me in everything to see how I’ll look tomorrow. “I just don’t understand why this is the only solution,” I grumble, even though I know it’s no use anymore.In less than twenty-four hours, I’m g

Tonight, I put on my perfume and a pale green strapless dress, which, according to Teresa, highlights my eyes. My hair is light brown, almost blonde, and gives the impression of having golden highlights, but I have never colored it.It scares me a little to talk to Lucian and find out what the hell my sister meant when she said I couldn’t trust him. She didn’t exactly mean it in those words. However, doubt implanted itself in my brain. Now I can only think that he is hiding something from me and that he acted in a way that may affect me or affect our relationship. I am afraid to know that what I thought I had with him was not true.I never wanted to be stuck in this town. Because it is so removed from civilization, characterized by being accustomed to stability, both emotionally and economically, no one loses their homes and suffers from a lack of food since everyone knows each other. If someone is in trouble, he will always have the helping hand of a neigh

 For a moment, I am speechless. I don’t know how to respond to such words. It seems taken out of a romantic novel, one of those where the couple lives happily ever after, where there are no barbarians who hurt or a Lucian who tries to abuse your sister, where parents don’t offer you as a sacrifice to pay their debts. One of those novels with endings apotheosically full of love.“It’s a bit of a corny phrase.” I play hard to get, even though I feel like my heart has turned to butter: melted by this stranger. I smile at how he makes me feel. “Corny or not, you’ve smiled.” He takes a step closer. Our breaths come together in silence. I can&rsquo

I stroll into the chapel, a place I used to visit only on Sundays with my parents. The day seems like any other day, although my heart screams at me that it is not like that, that from today I will change. My life will change completely. I will be from now on Mrs. Magghio, a full-fledged woman, a wife, and stepmother to a little baby. I will have no say over that house, over that home. As much as I try to pull myself together from this torture, I cannot help biting my lips to avoid crying. Secluded in the castle of the Shady One, fear tightens my chest and prevents me from breathing properly. The air does not reach my lungs easily, and I feel myself suffocating with every step I take. Meanwhile, the wedding march begins to play, but for me, it is a funeral march. 

 Dario scrutinizes me for a few seconds before handing me over to Dante. I guess he’s pondering whether or not it’s appropriate for me to hold his son in my arms.I understand.He’s been alone these past few months.It’s something that, as coldly as he expresses it, I know it must not have been easy to raise the baby alone and come to terms with the loss of his wife in the same way.“Do you know how to hold babies?”“No.” I can’t help but be honest. I’ve never held children after adulthood.With my sister, me being three years older, I don’t remember if I ever carried her at all. But, nevertheless, I ha