Veils Of Secrets
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d. The choice made by my parents was final. I was thrown into a frenzy of preparations before I could regai
he imposing door of St. Augustine's Cathedral that I
nd it was frigid. Every exquisite lace thread in my gown ser
y were flawless and immaculate. I looked around at the well-organized rows of guests. I glanced at the guests sea
ain compare
rious about th
magine marrying
look ahead. Beside me, my father wheeled, his fac
t likely didn't want me any more t
e show
ck S
red black suit emphasized his strong physique. His storm-gray eyes were harsh and far away, but his dark hair w
d, tight but cold. I swallowed the lump in
ion. It seemed like a mean joke. Derick's expression was emotionless as the s
xchange vows. Each remark was measured and free of a
you, Nadia Rivers, to be
t, and he said it as if he was c
ng across the room. With a practiced smile, my mother s
said smoothly. "That'
that I was being pushed into a life that I didn't choose.
rrick in the rear of a sleek black limousine. The stillnes
show that he was just as uneasy about this arrangement as I was.
He abruptly remarked, his voice
sed, and signed,
s me," he clarified. "We both know t
s were. My knuckles were white as I sat ba
ce, the city lights casting fleeting
loser, the sound of tall iron gates creaking open irritated me. With its tall spires
, unsettling shadows from the low illumination. Without saying a word
said flatly, pausing at the base of
d, signing
d of amusement. "On the opposite end. Don't worry, Nadia. I
issal wa
ood motionless. I was left alone in the emptiness until a doo
s hanging over the walls and ancient furniture that seemed to be watching
ed over and over. Every glance, every scathing rema
inding peace. I was startled by a gentle kno
tly from the other side. "There'
t of curiosity before makin
written in an unknown hand, it was plain and unmarked. I lifted it up w
scent of ink and aged parchmen
never st
rled and the walls closed in around me. The not
ets? Whos
start of something far darker