Fatal Test: Dying For His Love

on me - slaps, curses, forcing me to kneel in the memorial hall for three days and three nights. In utter despair, I sw

ncé walked out completely unharmed, talking and laughing with his childhood best friend. Lightly, casually, he announced that this was nothing bu

stood that these seven years probably

ently coughed up large mouthfuls of black blood. But he only

ck. Don't be late for the

d again. He rejected every call and warned the

ed in the cold r

death notification to his grand wedding,

pte

Davi

e police notified me that my fia

ist onto the concrete bridge, climbed onto the cold metal railing, and was about to jump, my "drown

parked black SUVs, clapping her hands: "I won!

ut one after another and threw

eatly styled, a large bouquet of pink lilies held in his left arm. He was c

ad: "You really called it, Heather. I honestly thought she'd

ou know she isn't after your trust fund. Donovan, I put a lot of effort into planning this whole show. Yo

t, and handed the heirloom ring that was supposed

it for a week a

caught v

liquid surge

a calm, confident stride. With a look of condescending char

rank - better to confirm your true heart before signing the prenuptial agreement. Stop acting. Ta

throat almost immediately began to tighten. Heather loved lilies most, and I was severely allergic to lily pollen - even getting close to smell them would make my throat

tream of thick, dark blood spil

ge, everything that had happened over the past thr

e face and called me a penniless orphan and jinx who had brought death to their family. My head was knocked to the side, and the corner of my mouth hi

was low and tired: "Jenna, if you're hearing this, something h

sed to t

atch against my chest and kept vigil for three days and three nights without eating a single grain of rice. His mother and

three years ago; for seven whole years, Donovan had been my only h

e white dress he loved most, and walked onto the bridge. The river below was pitch black. I climbed onto

n apart by the lau

Donovan's eyes and spok

can't go hom