Rowan stood slowly, eyes wide. Her hands trembled as she looked between Arthur and the documents flashing across the screen. I moved toward her, but she didn’t look at me.
She stared at Arthur and asked, “Is it true?”
Arthur finally spoke. “I… It’s complicated, my love.”
That was all she needed.
“No,” she said, her voice low but clear. “It’s not.”
Then she turned to me, eyes wide, betrayed, horrified.
“Mom… oh my God.” She fell into my waiting arms and walked out of her own wedding.
The room exploded with murmurs.
Then she turned to me,
eyes wide,
betrayed,
horrified.
Caleb announced the wedding was over, and guests started rising to leave. As we walked away, I saw Arthur push through the crowd like a man desperate to salvage a lie unraveling too fast.
Within an hour, the wedding was over.
By morning, Rowan had filed for an annulment, citing fraud due to Arthur’s plan to marry her for financial gain, and other discrepancies.
The paperwork hadn’t even been filed long enough to make her a wife on record. She packed her things and moved back in with me temporarily, and we started talking again — really talking — about everything.
Within an hour,
the wedding was over.