Alexander's POVOlivia was both my antidote and poison. I felt calm around her, but yet I hated her. I didn’t want the world to know I was marrying her, and I didn’t give her a girl's dream wedding. Instead, I capitalized on the disapproval of both our families—my mother took an instant dislike to Olivia once I told her I believed she sabotaged my relationship with Kira—and suggested we have a small courthouse wedding.I told her, “We’ll be together. That’s all that matters,” and she smiled.When the day of our wedding arrived, we went to the courthouse and met up with my sister, Lydia, and Olivia’s friend, Vera. But even though we’d decided on a small affair, Olivia still expected my mother to attend. When she asked why my mother wasn’t there, I lied with a smile, saying, “She had an emergency.”We spent fewer than ten minutes at the courthouse, then signed the wedding certificate. No ceremony, no heartfelt vows. Just the standard fair, with a stingy peck when prompted. Olivia’s fam
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