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Ecliptic Exodus

Nine Rejected Marriages, I Wed My Ex's Rival

Mattie Valelly

Amelia sat alone at the City Marriage Bureau, watching the clock tick down to closing time. Fifteen minutes before the doors shut, a phone call shattered her last flicker of hope. Her fiancé, Kayson, wasn't coming. He had abandoned their wedding registration because Kamila-her stepsister-had twisted her ankle. It was his ninth broken promise. When Amelia returned home, there was no comfort. Her biological mother sneered at her humiliation, shielding the stepsister while ordering Amelia to apologize to Kayson. "Who would she marry without Kayson?" her mother mocked. "Let's see how long she survives out there without his money." Meanwhile, Kayson arrogantly dismissed her absence. Finding out she had vanished, he just laughed it off with his assistant. "It's just a tantrum to force my hand," Kayson smirked. "She still can't live without me." After nine years of absolute devotion, she was nothing but a convenient placeholder to the man she loved, and a worthless joke to her own family. The suffocating weight of their betrayal finally snapped something inside her. She packed a single suitcase, threw away nine years of anniversary gifts, and permanently blocked Kayson's number. Standing in the freezing wind, she pulled out her phone and dialed the private number of Kayson's biggest, most ruthless rival. "Mr. Thornton, what you said seven months ago... does the offer to marry me still stand?" Ten minutes later, a sleek black Maybach pulled up to the curb.

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3RD PERSON POV.

"Hey, Mary." A guy called, entering a restaurant.

"What are you doing here, Frank?" Mary asked him, with eyes on him as if he was a ghost.

Frank sighed, walking up to the counter. "I know we are not supposed to be meeting each other randomly." He paused then look around in fear.

"But these days I have been having bad dreams about before."

Mary furrowed her brows, then shook her head, realizing what he meant. "Don't go there, Frank. It's just your fear. That is the past we are all trying to forget, so please you need to leave. I've got to start my work."

He nodded. "But, you can serve me still, right? It is the early morning."

She sighed and nodded. "Okay. I'm just doing my job."

Frank went to sit on one of the chairs, as he waits.....

••••••

ARIA'S POV

"Detective Carson!" Someone called me.

I turned around from my desk to see it was officer Brandon.

"What is it?" I asked.

"Captain Reynolds calls for you."

"Why?" I asked with a raised brow.

He shrugged. "Don't know."

I nodded. "Okay. I'm coming."

He left with a nod.

"Are you shuddering to see the captain?" My partner Detective April Hale asked me.

I and April have been partners for three years, and equally friends.

She's black and beautiful, and we always got each other's backs.

I can't say the same for my first partner.

I scoffed. "Why should I be? I just don't know of any reason he should be calling me."

"I can actually think of one. Ever since you ran into that old town, you've been so obsessed with finding out more about it." April said.

"But he doesn't know about it," I told her as a matter of fact.

She looked at me like I was crazy. "You don't know your boss, do you? You have been here for 5 years, and you still don't know nothing can be hidden from the eyes of our Captain."

I narrowed my eyes in thought. "Seriously? You think he knows?"

She nodded. "Yeah, and it's high time anyways. After all, you'll need his permission."

Of course. I hope he allows it.

"I'd better get going, then," I told her, and she nodded.

I got into my Captain's office.

He looked up from his desk, and at me. "You're here."

I nodded.

"Have a seat." He told me, pointing at a chair.

I sat down quietly.

"So, you have something to tell me. Don't you?" He asked.

I sighed. Does he have to start it this way?

"I do, Sir, and I'm sure you know," I told him.

He scoffed. "You're damn right I do, but why?"

I gulped. "Well, being a detective is all about mystery solving, isn't it?" I asked him.

He nodded. "Yeah, only when it becomes our concern, but you in particular have a reason." He said.

"Well, don't know. I just... I just want to know the mystery behind it." I stuttered.

"I just don't think I should take that as an answer, and besides this is not a case, Carson."

I nodded. "I understand Sir, but please grant me this. It is highly possible, that there might be something involved, probably even death. We just need to investigate what happened that sent a whole town away from their home."

"That place has been there, and no one has cared to find out what happened." He argued.

"But we can, after all, it's under our jurisdiction."

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