Chapter 2 - The Groom Drops His Wedding Ring In Shock
The heavy platinum band slipped from Harrison Vance’s trembling fingers and hit the Italian marble floor with a sharp, echoing ring.
It rolled across the polished surface before coming to a complete stop near the edge of the white rose altar.
Harrison stared down at the tiny girl standing before him, his breath catching painfully in his throat.
“Mila... oh my sweet Mila,” he whispered, his voice cracking with an overwhelming wave of emotion.
The little girl sniffled loudly, wiping her wet cheeks with the sleeve of her oversized, dirt-smudged sweater.
She clutched her baby sister tighter, terrified that someone was about to pull them apart by force.
“You promised you wouldn't forget us, Daddy,” Mila sobbed softly, her words piercing the silent hall.
The entire assembly of elite guests stood frozen in absolute disbelief, watching the billionaire unravel.
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Harrison didn't care about the cameras, the reporters, or the high-society wedding guests anymore.
He only saw his flesh and blood standing in the middle of a room filled with hostile strangers.
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