It was the day of Avonsville socialite Avery Tate’s wedding, but there was no groom in sight.
The groom, Elliot Foster, had been in a vegetative state since a car crash half a year ago. His doctors said that he was not going to make it until the end of the year.
In a grief-stricken act, Elliot’s mother decided to arrange a marriage for her son before he met his untimely end.
The Fosters were one of the wealthiest families in Avonsville, but no socialite in her right mind would want to marry a man who was knocking on Death’s door.
Avery sat at the vanity with her slender figure gracefully dressed in a white wedding gown. With her elegant makeup that brought out the exquisiteness of her pale complexion, she looked as delicate as a budding red rose.
Yet, there was an uneasiness in her almond-shaped eyes.
There was only another 20 minutes until the ceremony, and Avery was frantically sliding her fingers across her phone screen, anxiously awaiting a text message.
She had a boyfriend before she was forced to marry Elliot, and it was a terrible coincidence that he just happened to be Elliot’s nephew, Cole Foster.
However, they had never made their relationship public.
Avery had texted Cole the night before in hopes that they would escape Avonsville together and elope. She had stayed up all night waiting, but she never got a reply.
She could wait no longer.
Avery rose from her seat, clenched her hand around her phone and made up an excuse to leave the room.
She hurried down the corridor and froze in her tracks as she walked past one of the rooms.
Avery heard the sound of her sister, Cassandra giggling delightedly through the slightly ajar room door.
you to go to her, Cole! Maybe you should go and butter her up a little more. What are we going to
this far?” Cole said as he held Cassandra in his arms and nuzzled his thin lips against her neck.
“Avery will lose her mind if she finds out that you’ve been spending every
her head. She took a step back and almost lost
fists around her gown and held
father was admitted into hospital when his
benefits. She had made it sound like the marriage was
that the boyfriend who said he loved
carry on with the wedding. He said that he would marry her once Elliot died, but it was all
her hopes and dreams were crushed, and she could
voices in the room intensified, Avery clenched her fists, and
sake. She suffered
too stupid and
no longer allow them to take her for a
take back all that
wedding ceremony began shortly
hands, Avery walked
own vows and put on her own
but she paid them no
who used to hold Avonsville in the
Avery was sent to Elliot’s
heart of the city’s
the mansion’s layout,
drawn to the man on the large bed. She slowly walked over
features stood out on his chiseled face, and he
spending all that time indoors, but his handsome face made one unable to