Till Death Took Me First; The Bride's Revenge

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pounding loudly in my ear

and then I sat up, my ga

said, and my gaze snapped in their direction. It was Ne

st still very much there fro

he hell

how was I alive, and why did th

alright? Should

hing at Nessa's arm as my heart lu

I won't call him. But if you're not feeling well, we'll have

n the dressing room, my eyes widening as I recognized them. "Is this, by chance, my engageme

rse it is. Are you sure you're okay? Y

her from the r

eally experience those three horrib

o did I dream up the wh

The pain I was still feeling

aven really answer my prayer? Was this a second

arm and jarring me out of my reverie. "Are yo

wasn't

, then glanced at the t

Lucien," I got

"I can't just let you leave. You're still clearl

" I said, walked toward the door, then turned to face her. "Don't worry, I feel perfectly fine. I'l

r, my heart giving a hard th

e would be... If he were there, that would be all th

the engagement hall and all the parked cars of the

dream, I prayed, then took off i

ery way as I rushed through the parking lot and int

ahead ominously, and as I got

se to go around the building. The back door was slightly ajar, and as I

it up, and put it on video record

hispered. I steeled myself, t

my lips as I took in

, and I had run away immediately after, but I must have been much

ld have given in when I gave him a chance" he sucked in a suffering breath. "So, are you going to s

f pain and fury. "I'll never give it to yo

efore I could blink,

the man square in the face, my p

and then he fell to the floor, his body givin

ave just given in, Andrew. Your death means nothing. You might no

and I jerked away from the door, my

lowly started to retreat, ca

a safe distance,

heart burned as

ead of me, and I could see Ne

lookin

to calm my nerves,

ction, the worry on her f

ve you been? We've been l

s my ca

you going? Your engagement party is j

ys!" I shouted, and she fl

t, never raised my voice. I was al

ad and gone. No one is going

brought out the keys, and plac

ucien not to fucking call me!" I sa

burning through my veins ma

arted the car and drove out of the parking s

happiest night of my life, my hands clench

arehouse played in m

s a cold-blooded killer? Just why did I endure all that sufferin

ammed my hand a

dshield and then gradually increased unt

ous, just like the feel

flashed through my head, the last of my m

nto a million pieces. I gripped the stee

cross the street, reminding me of the face of the man Lucien had killed.

eded to be alone. I ne

a narrow opening at the side of the road, drawing my gaze

inking, my eyes mis

as Just the hiss of rain and my loud breathing. So

reamed, and screamed until my voice went h

ment, it

it d

ght blinded me thro

it through, I veered off the road, barely missing the other car coming at

gasping, and trying

ost just