Intertwined with the billionaire

ara'

er hasty departure from Ley's earlier that night, without even a farewell. She had appeared v

sleep. "I guess we'll talk about it tomorrow," I

ndsome stranger from the bar. His rugged appearance and air of confidence had left a lasting impression. I recalled the way he had stared a

be kidding me, Barbara! We're fucking late!" she exclaimed. I was taken aback, confused by her urgency. I

perplexity. "Why are you all dressed up?" I

lled, putting on her earring. I suddenly remembered the wedding she

to go," I said, takin

that attending the wedding could be a good opportunity to socialize and meet new

ure of surprise and admiration. "Stop staring, there's

my figure. The dress featured a daring open back and a stylish slit on the side. My cu

ore she offered a sincere complim

Lindsey's phone buzzed, signaling the arrival of our Uber. We qu

us night at Ley's. "Hey Lindsey, I saw you enter the private lounge with a man last night,

ding. "It's nothing. He's just a scumbag, that's all." Her tone

." Lindsey shot me a glance, shook her head, and

truck by the elegance of the surroundings. The room was filled with impeccably d

in search of a familiar face to converse with. It seemed that my wish was temporarily gr

r face, I was surprised to discover that it was Daphne, my former best friend from Kentucky. My gaze then shifted to her hand, and I no

o myself, turning away to avoid drawing attention to myself. I spotted a waiter carrying a tray of wine glass

ntucky. I had never imagined that he would marry my former best friend, Da

year

outrage. "How could you sleep with my boyfrie

did you find out?" I replied, "William came h

declared, "I'm not sorry for what I did."

began, trying to process my emotions.

, "Oh, shut up, Barbara! Stop whining!" Her outburst

ve always stolen the attention of those I care about with your charm and good looks. I

a word, I turned and walked away, leaving her house and ignoring her f

esen

in my stomach. I glanced over at Lindsey, who was engaged in a lively conversation

. I navigated through the crowds, seeking a quieter space. I stumbled upon an empty hallway, and as I walked fur

to make out the sounds. Suddenly, I heard screams of p

s to block out the deafening sounds. To my surprise, the shots were not coming from the

the reception hall. The scene that greeted me was one of utter chaos and carnage. Pools of blood were sc

a gunshot wound to her belly. The bride lay nearby, her own pool of blood a grim testamen

reaming down my face. I leaned over Lindsey, applying pressure to her wound in a desperate bid to

whispered, my voice shaking with emotion

e on their way." I turned to see William, who bent down and placed h

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