Chapter 7 - The Wedding Day Became a Final Battle When Someone Tried to Take the Bride
Our wedding day arrived under a clear spring sky.
For once, no rain.
No guards inside the chapel.
No fake bride.
No threats.
My mother walked beside me.
Cassian waited at the altar.
He looked nervous.
I had never seen that before.
When I reached him, he whispered:
“You're late.”
“You're still terrible at ties.”
He laughed.
The ceremony began.
Then the doors opened.
Evelyn ran inside.
“Stop!”
Everyone turned.
She was crying.
“Victor escaped.”
Cassian stood.
The chapel doors locked automatically.
A voice echoed from the balcony.
“Congratulations.”
Victor.
He had escaped custody.
He had planned one last move.
He wanted the trust.
He wanted revenge.
And he had brought explosives.
Cassian stepped in front of me.
Victor laughed.
“You always did hide behind other people.”
Cassian's voice was calm.
“No.”
He turned slightly.
“Today I'm standing with someone.”
He took my hand.
Victor raised his weapon.
Security moved.
But Cassian stopped them.
“No shooting.”
Victor looked confused.
Cassian said:
“You want the trust?”
“Yes.”
“Then take it.”
I stepped forward.
Cassian squeezed my hand.
The final documents were already prepared.
Not a transfer.
A public release.
Every secret account.
Every name.
Every transaction.
The moment Victor accessed the system, the evidence would be released to federal investigators.
He had no escape.
He backed away.
“You wouldn't.”
“I already did.”
The system activated.
Phones across the chapel began ringing.
Agents stormed the building.
Victor surrendered.
For the second time in my life, the wedding was interrupted.
But this time, nobody was taking me anywhere.
I chose where to stand.
Beside Cassian.
After the arrests, the ceremony continued.
The priest looked exhausted.
“I assume we are still doing this.”
I laughed.
“Yes.”
Cassian smiled.
“I waited long enough.”
We said our vows.
He promised never to confuse protection with possession.
I promised never to confuse fear with love.
When we kissed, everyone applauded.
My mother cried.
May you like
Evelyn laughed.
And for the first time, the chapel held a wedding where every person present knew the truth.
