The Light on My Way to Revenge

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Early in the morning, Jonathan took me to the hotel where we were going to hold a wedding ceremony.

The venue was beautifully set up. Our hastily taken wedding photos were playing on the big screen. The stage was gorgeous, with white roses on both sides of the aisle. Under the light of the crystal lamp, it looked sacred and noble.

The wedding would have been a nice one if there had not been a few cards with the wrong names for the bride and groom.

After putting on my makeup in the dressing room, I ran to the bank next to the hotel to transfer "I'm Doomed" the money when no one was looking.

I didn't know if he was still asleep or something, but he didn't respond to me.

I kept texting and calling him, and I was getting agitated.

Jonathan came to me, and we went hand in hand to the hall to meet our relatives and friends. I involuntarily straightened my back, ready for what was to come.