《Enemies To Soulmates 》全部章節：第 91 章 - 第 100 章

KELLY SIX MONTHS LATER I stood at the heavy wooden doors of the church, my heart racing beneath layers of ivory silk and delicate lace. The wedding dress was absolutely stunning. My mom and Danny's mom had completely outdone themselves this time around. They'd spent months planning every single detail, determined to make this wedding perfect. The dress had a fitted bodice with intricate beading that caught the light beautifully, and the skirt flowed out in soft waves that pooled elegantly on the floor behind me. My hair was styled in loose curls pinned up with small white flowers woven throughout. Simple pearl earrings that had belonged to Danny's grandmother completed the look. I actually looked like a proper bride this time. Not that I hadn't looked good at our first wedding, but this felt different somehow. More intentional. More real. I found myself remembering that first wedding vividly as I waited for my cue to enter. How uninterested I'd been walking d

PRINCESS "Are you sure your parents are going to approve of me?" I stopped walking and turned to look at Frank. "Okay, you know what? If you ask me that question one more time, I'm going to scream. Like, actually scream right here in this hallway." "I'm just nervous, Princess." "Nervous? You've asked me this same question about fifty times today. Fifty! I counted!" "I didn't ask fifty times." "Yes, you did! In the car, you asked me. When we parked, you asked me. Walking up the driveway, you asked me. Standing at the door, you asked me again. And now, right before we go inside, you're asking me AGAIN!" Frank looked down at his shoes. "I'm sorry. I just want them to like me." I grabbed both his hands and squeezed them. "Listen to me. We have been through so much together. We've been dating for three years. Three! My parents are good people. They're going to see what I see in you." "But what if they don't?" "They will." "How do you know?" "Because I'm not giving them a choi

ESSENCE I stood at the window watching my daughter make out with her fiancé like they were auditioning for a romance movie. "I do not have a good feeling about this," Lucian said beside me. "Join the club," I muttered. "I've had a bad feeling since the moment they walked through that door." "Then why did you give your consent for this marriage?" I turned to look at my husband. "Did you see Princess's face? She looked like she was ready to throw herself off a bridge if we said no. What was I supposed to do? Tell her she can't marry him and watch her have a complete meltdown in our living room?" "Yes! That's exactly what you should have done!" "Oh, really? And you think that would have stopped her? Lucian, our daughter is twenty-three years old and stubborn as hell. She gets that from you, by the way. If we'd said no, she would have run off and married him anyway. At least this way we can keep an eye on things." Lucian started pacing. "I'm going to look into this Frank's

PRINCESS Finally, the wedding day arrived. I woke up at five in the morning even though I didn't have to be ready until noon. Why? Because I was too excited to sleep, that's why. This was it. The day I'd been dreaming about for three years. The day I was going to marry the love of my life on a beautiful beach with the ocean as our witness and the sunset as our backdrop. Okay, fine, the wedding was at two in the afternoon, not sunset, but still. Romantic! I jumped out of bed and immediately started pacing around my hotel room like a crazy person. Should I eat breakfast? No, I was too nervous. My stomach felt like it was doing backflips. Should I take a shower? Yes, definitely. I couldn't get married smelling like nervous sweat and anxiety. I spent approximately forty-five minutes in the shower, which was completely unnecessary, but I needed to calm down. When I finally got out, my phone was ringing. It was my hairstylist. "Princess, I'm here! Let me in!" Oh my God, it was a

ESSENCE The moment Imelda showed up at the wedding, screaming like a banshee and waving a knife around like she was auditioning for a low-budget horror movie, I felt my heart split right down the middle. I'd expected this. Hell, I'd literally watched a video of Frank planning this exact disaster. But seeing the devastation on Princess's face? Watching my daughter's entire world collapse in real-time while wearing a wedding dress that cost more than most people's cars? That was a whole different level of pain. No matter how prepared you think you are for something, actually watching it happen is brutal. "Frank!" Princess screamed when he started running after that girl. Oh no. No, no, no. "Princess, wait!" I shouted. But she didn't listen. Of course she didn't listen. Why would she listen to her mother who's only been right about literally everything her entire life? She took off after him in that gorgeous wedding dress and those ridiculous heels, running like her life dep