Capítulo 1

Era el día de la boda de la socialité de Avonsville, Avery Tate, pero no había novio a la vista.

El novio, Elliot Foster, había estado en estado vegetativo desde un accidente automovilístico hace medio año. Sus médicos dijeron que no iba a sobrevivir hasta fin de año.

En un acto de dolor, la madre de Elliot decidió arreglar el matrimonio de su hijo antes de que tuviera un final prematuro.

Los Foster eran una de las familias más ricas de Avonsville, pero ninguna socialité en su sano juicio querría casarse con un hombre que estaba llamando a la puerta de la Muerte.

……

Avery se sentó en el tocador con su esbelta figura elegantemente vestida con un vestido de novia blanco. Con su elegante maquillaje que resaltaba la exquisitez de su tez pálida, se veía tan delicada como una rosa roja en ciernes.

Sin embargo, había una inquietud en sus ojos almendrados.

There was only another 20 minutes until the ceremony, and Avery was frantically sliding her fingers across her phone screen, anxiously awaiting a text message.

She had a boyfriend before she was forced to marry Elliot, and it was a terrible coincidence that he just happened to be Elliot’s nephew, Cole Foster.

However, they had never made their relationship public.

Avery had texted Cole the night before in hopes that they would escape Avonsville together and elope. She had stayed up all night waiting, but she never got a reply.

She could wait no longer.

Avery rose from her seat, clenched her hand around her phone and made up an excuse to leave the room.

She hurried down the corridor and froze in her tracks as she walked past one of the rooms.

Avery heard the sound of her sister, Cassandra giggling delightedly through the slightly ajar room door.

go to her, Cole! Maybe you should go and butter her up a little more. What are we going

choice now that things have come this far?” Cole said as he held Cassandra in his arms and nuzzled his thin lips against her

said, “Avery will lose her mind if she finds

a violent buzzing in her head. She took a step back and

around her gown and

was admitted into hospital when

could reap the benefits. She had made it sound like the marriage

who said he loved

urged her to carry on with the wedding. He said that he would marry her once Elliot died, but it

 
 
 

and dreams were crushed, and she could

in the room intensified, Avery clenched her fists,

father’s sake.

was too stupid

no longer allow them to take

take back all that was

ceremony

her wedding gown with a bouquet of flowers in her hands, Avery walked

said her own vows and put on her

puzzled, but she

Mrs. Foster, and she

used to hold Avonsville in the palm of his hand, did not have

……

Avery was sent

of the city’s affluent

could properly take in the mansion’s layout, Mrs. Cooper had dragged her to the master

large bed.

stood out on his chiseled face, and he exuded

that time indoors, but his handsome face

Avery would have never become

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