EPISODE HUNDRED AND THIRTY-TWO- GHOST CAME FOR HIS BRIDE

Karyna’s POV

I walked down the aisle, staring ahead dully.

My arm was firmly clasped in the crook of my father’s arm, and to anyone, it might have looked like a loving father leading his daughter off for marriage, but the way he gripped me so tightly was nearly painful. Like a threat.

I ignored the guests who were smiling and looking at me with awe and joy, and focused on Adam instead. He was dressed in an expensive black, tailored Armani suit and pants, with sleek black dress shoes.

His surfer blonde hair was styled to perfection, and there was a blue corsage on his suit.

The procession was painfully long, and the wedding was huge, agitating me a little. The guests seemed to be over a hundred, but my Dad made sure not to let any News outlet in here or paparazzi. It was heavily guarded.

Probably because he was worried that I might act up and cause a scene.

Speaking of guests, I caught a glimpse of Sophia and her parents and immediately turned my gaze.

I didn’t want to look at her d