Prison For Love, Drowning In Deceit

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altar, a pristine figure in his tuxedo, Eva a vision in white beside him. She looked unsettlingly like me, a grote

aw and hoarse, tore t

mine, and for a fleeting second, I saw panic flicker in thei

, my voice shaking with a fury I

e, his hand outstretched

f, my voice sharp.

innocence. "Oh, Alexis, darling. Please don't blame Austin. It's all my fault. I... I got p

nt?" I scoffed, my eyes raking ove

e right. I'll just leave. You can have him. You can have the wedding!" She began to unbutt

lex mix of guilt and something I couldn't quite decipher. "Alexis," he said, hi

e was offering me scraps, a consolation prize after five years of hell. "No,

Her hand shot out, her nails digging into my arm, a sharp sting of pain. "Alexis, please

e. Her body lurched, dragging me with her. We tumbled into the icy ocean, the shock of

reached out, a desperate, instinctual movement. But he swam past me, his eyes fixed on Eva, cradli

s, our future. All of it was a lie. He was a liar. And I was drowning

sickened by Aus