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A Bloody Wedding

[Alexandria’s POV]

The next morning comes too damn quick, and before I even manage to fully wake up, I’m being yanked out of my cell and dragged down a long hall while I ignore everything in me that screams to fight.

There was a plan in place, and I had to trust that the plan would work out and all of this would finally be over. For now, I just needed to cooperate with whatever went down.

With this thought in mind, I let myself be pushed into a room where two women wait to do my hair and makeup while I fix my gaze on the puffy white dress that sits against the wall.

In the past, I always dreamed of my perfect wedding dress, but when I lost Jeremiah, I never gave it much thought. Even knowing that there was a possibility I would marry Zane, I never thought about a dress or a big wedding.

Feeling my heart tug, I tear my gaze away as guilt toward Jeremiah begins to slam into me.

Fuck, now wasn’t the time to be feeling this, not when I knew that this wedding wouldn’t happen, but now that
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