Chapter 5
The wedding ended.
Not paused.
Ended.
No ceremony.
No reception continuation.
No “let everyone calm down.”
Gregory stared at me.
“You can’t cancel our marriage.”
Correct.
“I’m canceling Carbone’s participation.”
The estate belonged to my family.
The security.
The guests from my side.
The dinner.
The alliances Bianca and Gregory hoped to photograph around themselves.
They could marry elsewhere if they wanted.
They did not.
Interesting.
Without Carbone around them, the wedding suddenly lost urgency.
That told me enough.
Bianca shouted that I was humiliating her.
I answered:
“No. I’m removing the stage you tried to use.”
Different.
May you like
Humiliation had been cutting a child’s dress in front of two hundred people.
Consequence was discovering the room no longer belonged to you.
