I couldn't escape the gnawing feeling in my gut. The wedding, meant to be the happiest day of our lives, had ended in a whirlwind of questions, uncertainty, and whispers of betrayal. As the night wore on, the reception festivities continued, but I couldn't shake the heavy burden of Sophie's revelation. Someone close to us was working with Victor. The fear, the dread, it lingered in my bones like a cold, damp shadow. The night had turned bitter, and it wasn't just because of the threats from outside. There was something rotten in the core of our circle, and I couldn't ignore it any longer.
Damien was caught up in the celebration, and I hated the thought of burdening him with the truth, especially now. I'd watched his eyes shine when I walked down the aisle, seen the pure joy on his face as we exchanged vows. For him, this was supposed to be a fresh start. A new chapter. But I wasn't sure how much longer we could hold onto that hope with everything unraveling around us.