Chapter 5

The photographer's flash momentarily blinded me as he captured what should have been the happiest moment of my life. Greyson stood beside me, his arm wrapped possessively around my waist, his smile dazzling for the camera.

"Perfect!" the photographer exclaimed. "Now let's get one with the veil."

As I adjusted my veil, I felt Greyson's eyes on me. The weight of his gaze should have comforted me. Instead, it felt like a burden I'd been carrying for too long.

"Are you okay?" Greyson whispered, his breath warm against my ear. "You seem... distant."

I met his eyes, those familiar blue…