The Devil Wears Vows

er asked for any

nger. The cathedral felt like a mouth swallowing her whole. Ceilings way too high, saints in stained glass all judging her, li

he Valentes, holding their breath, praying she wouldn't b

e and arrogance. Black suit, dead eyes, that same smug look li

s: "Join hands."

ey'd shake, just so he'd know how much she hated this.

arm, rough. Ugh, she hates

her. "Red suits you. Like yo

as glass. "Black's yours. Li

not exactly. Something els

uncle's in the back, smug and satisfied, like he just closed out a stock trade. Because that's all t

even comes w

the

oves. For a secon

ly there, like she might bite. The kiss

her teeth. "Hope you're good a

wn on her waist. *

under for a funeral. The room's f

nds locked. Feels less lik

to something-maybe the end of the world, who knows. Driver's

nce. "So, when's the lectur

ooks her way.

a cha

l save my

pnel. "This is gonna be

mad, just... interested. Like sh

aids ghost by, guards stare holes through her. Dant

s everywhere, a bed that looks more like a st

the door. "We

dy kicking off her shoe

. No kiss, no wedding

n the mirror-red dress,

finale. Not

t the first

l got hi

Ar

l holding