The mayor tried to ruin me at the altar—until the pastor spoke a single name that brought the entire ceremony to a halt

go of the chair and took a step toward the center aisle, her silver heels crunching over the broken glass. She pointed a trembling finger at the altar. “Thomas, you are reading forged documents! You are reading garbage printed off the internet by a grieving, psychotic woman who is trying to extort my family!”

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