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

don’t know what you think you’re doing, Thomas,” Evelyn said, her voice suddenly dropping into a low, threatening register. “Do not open that book again.”

Pastor Thomas ignored her. He looked down at me, battered and bleeding on the floor, and a deep sadness crossed his eyes before his gaze snapped back to the Mayor.

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