Chapter 3 - A BRIDE'S PANIC
Security guards rushed the floor, but a single, lethal glare from Ethan froze them in their tracks. "No one touches her," he commanded. Elena finally looked up, her green eyes pools of absolute terror. "I... I shouldn't have come," she stammered, trying to pry Lily's arms off her waist. "I just wanted to see her from afar." Vanessa stepped between them, her face contorted with rage. "She’s a gold-digging fraud! Elena is dead. I saw the body!" Ethan’s gaze slowly shifted to his bride. "Did you, Vanessa? Because I only saw ashes." He unpinned the boutonniere from his lapel and dropped it onto the floor. "The wedding is off."
