Chapter 5: The Final Vow
Julian was left standing in the center of the vast, echoing ballroom, surrounded by the remnants of his failed wedding. He reached into his pocket and felt the cold, hard weight of the signet ring. The irony was suffocating. He had his prize, but he had lost his future.
Clara and Eleanor walked toward the exit, their heads held high. Clara was battered, but she was free. As they passed Julian, Eleanor paused. "You never cared about the ring," she said softly. "You only cared about having someone to blame for your own unhappiness. Well, now you have all the time in the world to be unhappy alone."
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As the heavy oak doors closed behind them, the ballroom lights dimmed. The wedding of the century had become the trial of the decade, and the only thing left on the floor was the broken glass of a promise that was never meant to be kept.
Do you think Eleanor’s decision to bait Julian was a brilliant act of protective justice, or did it risk Clara's safety too much to prove a point?
