At the bridal shop, I saw fresh dark marks across my sister’s back. She whispered, “If I cancel, his father will ruin us.” I kissed her cheek and said, “Then we won’t cancel.” But by morning, the groom had no idea who was waiting at the aisle.

not to make a scene tomorrow. Mara needs at least one stable woman in her family.”

Mara flinched.

I saw it.

So did he.

Worse, he enjoyed it.

Victor’s smile sharpened.

“Your parents built a sweet little company,” he said. “Such a shame how fragile small businesses can be. One missed payment, one nervous investor, one rumor…”

My father went pale.

My mother lowered continue reading …