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

right at the base of my skull, her fingers tangling brutally in the intricate updo and the thick lace of my veil.

“No!” I screamed as she yanked my head backward.

The pain was blinding, sharp enough to make my eyes water instantly. Hundreds of bobby pins dug painfully into my scalp as she twisted her grip, locking her hand into my hair. And then, the continue reading …