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

cover. He didn’t look at Julian. He didn’t look at the security guards. He looked directly across the length of the ballroom, meeting Evelyn Sterling’s furious, manic gaze.

“I don’t think she’s going anywhere, Evelyn,” the Pastor said quietly.

“Excuse me, Thomas?” Evelyn sneered, her hands balling into fists. “I am the Mayor. I said she is leaving.”

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