“Miss, we know what you’re thinking. You might try to run later, so we’d rather break your legs now. With us here, you can’t ruin Miss Emily’s wedding!”
"Aren't you scared I'll tell my parents?"
“What good will telling the master and madam do? I’ll say you forced your way in and broke your leg jumping from the second floor. They won’t do anything.”
“Attack her!”
The men rushed at me, swinging their clubs. I heard my bones crack as my white wedding dress turned red with blood.
But they didn’t hold back, as if they meant to kill me. “If I die here today, the Blake Family won’t spare you!”
“You still think you’re the Blake Family’s daughter? You’re just a mistake they took in! If they didn’t pity you, you’d already be gone. When Miss Emily returned, they wanted to kick you out, but the young master said keeping you was like keeping an extra dog. And you still dream of stealing her husband?”
I laughed. “So you’re not afraid I’ll ruin the wedding. You just want to kill me!”
“Maybe you’ll just fall to your death while trying to escape, right, Miss?”