In love with My Stepson

as she watched him, tea

please... h

ing more, Santiago spun around

h you marry h

you want

oftened, but the

ant you to leave. I want you to walk away from all

broke as she whi

evieve" Santiago sai

s nothing l

ad los

ced at the screen, his face turning pale. He grabbed the phone, his hands

t is

thout a word, he stormed past her and out the door, leaving Genevieve sta

r love, no matter how strong, couldn't sa

o," she whispered, tears spilling down

is arms, holding her tightly against his chest. Genevieve closed her eyes, savori

he murmured into her hair

ok her head.

. And after that..."Her voice trailed o

k, his hands restin

We still have time. We c

in his eyes. They both knew the truth-there was no way out

ns about the guest list. Genevieve went through the motions. She felt like a

determination. He knew this was the best thing for their family,

es for her to try them out every time she tried a d

sals, Mr.Trump Mophi's. prese

ng, Genevieve felt the weight of his gaze on her. His eyes,

his voice low and smooth. But there was no wa

attacks every time she thought about the wedding night, the moment w

ont of her mirror, staring at her reflection. She

. Her wedding dress hung in the corner, the one she wished was black rather than w

rself, her phone buzzed again.

e. Don't do this.

wanted to respond, but her brains went blan

ock at her doo

ther's voice called

the door. Her father stood there, looki

he said quietly.Genevieve nodded, f

he floor with a soft thud. She didn't even bother to pick it up. She didn't need it

Genevieve's mind far away as th

back. She felt trapped, suffocated by the weight of it all.As they walke

, you'll

the empty church chairs . Guess who she was looking for, Santiago she forgot that a wedding reh

k came at her door. Expecting her father, she called for them to co

a word his phone rings he

e him leave so suddenly? She hurried