Bride Without A Groom An Affair For My Sinful Desires

Author’s POV.

“What the hell do you think you just did, Jack? That’s my wife you just killed!” Alex bellowed, his eyes turning red as his heart raced as if he had seen a deadly animal before him.

“I…I am sorry. I didn’t mean to shoot her...I am not a killer,” Jack stuttered, looking at his blood-covered hands, the very blood he had been scared of dipping his hands into all these years.

His lover's blood.

"Fuck! What have I done?" He fell to his knees, beginning to regret his actions, his silly actions.

He crawled closer to where she was, and the moment he placed his hand on her, he felt dander but apologetic.

"I am sorry I did this to you," he said voicelessly as a torrent of tears rolled down his eyes in pain….

Abby’s POV.

“Where is he, Cherry?” I asked, looking confused, standing at the front 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, grabbing my hand and dragging 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 was waiting in bated breaths, my heart pounding like I was about to have high blood pressure.

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