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

reduced to a low, venomous hiss that carried through the silence. “You thought you could do this? You thought you could trap my son and infect my family with this… this bastard?”

“Mom!” Julian finally shouted, his voice thin and strained. He stepped forward, hands raised as if to calm her rather than defend me. “Mom, stop it, you’re on camera, what continue reading …