Noah’s back was covered with sweat.

Then, all of the yelling around him faded into the background until there was nothing. It felt as if he had traveled back in time.

He was standing in the chapel in Silvercrest again. It was a magical day. Dressed in a wedding gown, Gwynn was holding a bouquet, waiting for him before the altar.

His leather shoes made crisp, clear clacks on the pristine chapel floor.

White doves flapped their wings gracefully and took to the skies, careful to not lose a single feather. A divine hymn filled the chapel as the chorus sang to usher in their holy marriage.

Slipping a wedding ring onto her finger, he met her gaze and listened to her melodious voice as she spoke through the veil. “We’re married, Noah! Promise me you’ll love me forever and ever.”

Why did she say something like this?

It was because she got married to him in secret and Liam would have killed her if he found out about it.

Noah was all she had now!

…

People banged on his car window