An Affair With My Ex Lover

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Prologue:

Abby’s POV.

“Where is he Cherry?” I asked looking confused. I stood at the front of the door waiting for the priest to welcome me into the hall.

I was already dressed in my white flowing gown which had expensive stones surrounding it.

My dad had his black suit on and was standing by my left hand side as he awaited the moment he was going to walk me into the church.

“Abby, I think we should go back to the room now!” Cherry suddenly suggested as she grabbed my hand and dragged me back into my room.

“Wait here a bit, I am coming ok?” she assured with a worrisome expression.

What’s wrong with Alex? I thought to myself as I stood up and walked closer to the curtains.

I peeped through it and the view of the wedding venue made me dumb.

Everyone were waiting in bathed breaths, my heart pounding like I was about having a high blood pressure.

This isn’t what I planned for, this was not what I and Alex had planned to do. The hall was becoming filled up at every minute.

The rich came in to seat down joking and chatting with themselves.