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Jilted Bride: Dear Ex-Fiancé, Your Friend Is My Husband

Jilted Bride: Dear Ex-Fiancé, Your Friend Is My Husband

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Chapter 1 001

Word Count: 1307    |    Released on: 11/09/2024

en'

iousness. "You are going to be late for your wedding." She whispered in

the time and

rlier." I screamed as I stood up a

ast night did a good job on you." My mom muttered as she stood up from my

p me wake my bridal train from the guest room. Thank you, mom. I love

and hair stylists are already

alcohol as part of the drinks for the bridal show

ight now, I don't think she was right about that, becaus

was already a bad omen and I fe

love of my life. If not anything,

bbing lotion on my body. I put on the white underlays I ha

the stairs and screamed in my excitement and when I saw

I sat on my seat like a molded creature and counted the s

younger sister, Elfreda asked as she ran into my ro

time," I told her and she whispered thank

she was about to take her

ll be done in time," she said

ked, smiling

ady look so dashing, sis." Elfreda stood at

made comments or gave compliments to me, so I accepted it with al

da," I responde

d and winked at me befor

*

urch and my time read 9:30 am, which meant I still had thirty

day and smiled inwardly. The paparazzi and newscasters were everywhere, waitin

wouldn't think twice about, because Hammond was an independent entrepreneur wh

eady?" My mom whispered and

is hand which I held as he helped me down from the car. The photographers did thei

you." He whispered into

I responded,

the door to the car behind mine opened and my childhood friends, Elfredas's friends and colleagues as well st

my brows in thought. We had agreed she was going to wear a gold gown to compliment

stead went behind me to help arrange my long white dress and make sure it was well laid. Before I could

some god that would be my husband in the next few minute

when my dad handed me over to

pered back, a

w breathtaking you look?

atrimony between Mr Hammond Kent and Miss Ellen Ben

ht?" Hammond whispered an

d him as we faced the priest who kept tal

man whose right hand you now hold to

for the priest to fi

, I

my impatient respons

fe?" The priest said again but to Hammond this time and I sighed and c

nd my eyes snapped open as I could hear gasps from every corner. Th

ed, praying it was a

eve me, I'm sorry." He

rrassed facial expression as the love of m

, maybe, just maybe, it would've been less painful but I watched m

led her out of the church,

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