His words dripped with contempt. "Are you really going to push her into another depressive episode? To the point where she might harm herself?"
"How can you be so heartless?"
"I'm warning you, put on that bridesmaid dress, give her your blessing and help her recover."
I wrenched my arm from his grip, my chest tightening.
"So being sick gives her the right to hurt others?"
"Elliot, we’re done. We’re not bound to each other anymore. Don’t touch me."
"I wish you both a lifetime of happiness. Goodbye."
The finality in my voice echoed between us as I turned away, feeling the weight of his eyes burning into my back.
Like an enraged lion, Elliot lunged at me, his grip tightening around my throat.
"Leah, if you walk out that door today, you’ll be condemning Tessa to her death."
"I won’t let that happen."
"You’re going to be the bridesmaid today, whether you like it or not."
He shot a cold, commanding glance at the attendants. "Ten thousand dollars each. Get her into the dress."
Greed gleamed in their eyes as they grabbed me, pulling me into the dressing room and forcing the bridesmaid dress over my body.