The wedding night erupted into chaos—screams, shattered china, panic everywhere. Sarah grabbed my wrist and dragged me through the crowd, her grip the only thing keeping me grounded. One look at David’s furious face told me she was right. Something was terribly wrong.

We burst out a service exit into the cool night air. That’s when she told me the truth: David had a pattern—marrying wealthy women and making them disappear. She’d found proof and acted when she saw him watching the clock, like he was counting down. My wedding wasn’t a celebration—it was a trap.

Shaken but alive, I knew what had to happen next. We’d go to the police. With Sarah beside me, fear gave way to resolve as we ran into the night, leaving behind a wedding that nearly cost me everything—and choosing truth and justice instead.