The wedding of revenge
He chuckled, reaching over to take the glass from her hand, setting it aside as if to put a stop to her self-destruction.
Annoyed, she scowled at him, grabbing her glass back and shoving it toward the bartender. “Pour,” she demanded, frustration mingling with her helplessness.
The man—Sebastian shook his head at the bartender, who complied with a subtle nod. Kaira, realizing what was happening, turned back to him, her voice trembling with both anger and vulnerability.
“Who the hell do you think you are?” she shouted, though the music drowned her out.
“Someone who cares about you,” he replied, his calm smile gentle and genuine. It was the last thing she remembered before her vision blurred, a
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