Half an hour later, Rosalie leaned on Justin for support as she walked out, her legs weak.
“This is all your fault, Justin,” she grumbled.
“Yes, it’s my fault,” he said, pressing a kiss to her cheek.
Rosalie felt both frustrated and utterly in love with this man. He always sent her on a high, yet she could never get enough of him.
Hand in hand, they stepped onto the red carpet, where the officiant was already waiting for them. The only people present were the staff who had set up the wedding.
They had invited no one, nor did they need to. From this day forward, Rosalie and Justin would be each other’s entire world.
As the wedding march played, Rosalie held Justin’s arm and slowly walked down the aisle. Her eyes turned red.
She was about to become Justin’s wife. She was so happy.
Sensing her trembling, Justin gently squeezed her hand and patted it reassuringly.
Their gazes locked, filled with nothing but love.
When they reached the altar, the officiant looked at the couple standing before him, his expression both professional and filled with sincere blessings.
“The two of you have chosen not to invite any friends or family today. It is my great honor to officiate your wedding and witness this simple yet love-filled ceremony.”
Rosalie and Justin stood hand in hand, looking only at each other.
“Miss Rosalie Young, do you take Mr. Justin Lynch as your husband, to have and
to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, until death do you part?”
Without hesitation, Rosalie nodded. “I do.”
Justin gazed at the woman he loved, his eyes filled with tenderness.
The officiant continued, “Mr. Justin Lynch, do you take Miss Rosalie Young as your wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, until death do you part?”
“I do. I do.” Justin repeated the words twice, as if afraid a single time wasn’t enough to express his love.
He was usually a composed man, but at this moment, his eyes reddened as tears of happiness welled up.
The officiant smiled warmly. “Then, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may exchange rings.”
A staff member holding their wedding rings on a delicate tray stepped forward.
Justin and Rosalie each took a ring and slipped it onto the other’s finger.
They looked at each other, hearts overflowing with love. Before the officiant could even say, “You may now kiss the bride,” they had already thrown themselves into each other’s arms, kissing passionately swnovel
The officiant chuckled knowingly before announcing, “I now declare you husband and wife.”
Applause rang out from the staff around them. Petals fluttered through the air like
a dream, sealing this beautiful moment in time.
“Rose,” Justin murmured, cupping her face. “My wife.”
“My husband,” Rosalie whispered through her tears, overwhelmed with happiness.
Justin parted his lips, about to say something, when suddenly-
A deafening explosion shattered the moment.
Screams filled the air as chaos erupted, and people scattered in panic.
Rosalie had no idea what had just
happened. All she saw was blood
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spreading across Justin’s chest. His
body swayed before slowly
collapsing backward.
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Her soul seemed to have been torn from her body. Her mind went blank, unable to
process the nightmare unfolding before her eyes.
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The next moment, she rushed forward and dropped to the ground, cradling Justin in her arms. She could only watch in horror as white dress shirt turned crimson, the blood spreading across his body at an alarming rate. sŵnovel
Terror and despair consumed her whole.
“Justin… My husband…”