My Death Was Just The Start

haos erupted. Panic spread like wildfire as people rushed toward the sh

my G

jum

ulance! Call

his," a woman whispered, pulling

e sudden silence of the crowd. Dexter looked confuse

th a fear I had never seen before. She sai

xter pressed, starting to

urprisingly strong. "No! Don't go!

had been. "Where's Ella?" he asked, a faint frown on his face. He quickly wave

er the broken window, guiding guests away. The wedding planner, a harried woman with a headset, sig

isibly shaken, cleared his throat. "Ladies and gentlemen, let us continue t

Dexter snapped, his voi

Dexter and the still-shaken crowd. "Dexter Newman, do y

rily forgotten. "I do!" she decl

o you, Dexter Newman, take Barbara Swa

e saw a different face. Ella. Her wide, trusting eyes. Her shy smile when he gav

membered the night she designed his dragon tattoo, tracing the lines on his skin, her fingers w

ust been playing a game. He truly loved Ella. The realization hit him like a

d him. "Dexte

of the stage, the expectant faces. "I... I do,

nt chirped, sensing the

ara' s hand. He knelt, a grand gesture for the cameras. He picked up the ring. It was a pl