My Runaway Groom’s RegretsChapter 1
Amara’s POV
WEDDING CEREMONY
"Amara, what do we do now? Adrian is an hour late! He was supposed to be here on time!" My mother's voice rose in panic, her personal assistant Jasmine frantically seeking ways to calm her down.
“Mom, calm down... he’s on his way, don’t worry.” I bit my lower lip, my hand trembling with anxiety, as I dialed Adrian's number again. Where could he be? I'd called him countless times, but his phone kept going unanswered.
As I looked around, everyone was pleased to see me in panic; they enjoyed watching me and my mom like clowns in their eyes, and suddenly, we just became a laughing stock in front of family and friends!
My best friend Jessie approached me, clutching her green bridesmaid gown. "Amara, I think we should—"
"No, I know he's coming. We should wait for more minutes, okay?" I said as I kept calling Adrian.
Jessie said, "The priest has left; he has another wedding to attend today. I’m so sorry, Amara…"
Adrian Baltimore, CEO of one of the country's most powerful companies, stood me up at the altar on our wedding day....