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At our engagement party, everything spiraled out of control because Rayne Russell, Axl Lane's childhood friend, and I wore the same Victorian-style dress. Axl publicly tore my dress to shreds and pushed me into the fountain. "You've got a heart of stone. I've agreed to marry you, yet you still want to humiliate Rayne," he said. Climbing out of the fountain, drenched, I watched Axl signal to the group of hooligans outside the door. "They're yours now. Have fun, do whatever you want." Surrounded by the thugs, I begged Axl for mercy, but he only shielded Rayne's eyes, saying, "Don't look, it's not worth it." A week later, he finally remembered me and came with chocolates in hand: "As long as you stop causing trouble, we can still have our wedding." I looked at him, expressionless: "But Axl, I don't want to marry you anymore." He seemed surprised by my words, and seeing that I had no intention of taking the chocolates, he thrust them into my arms. "Still upset? I only meant to scare you that day. Those guys wouldn't dare touch anyone associated with me." "Besides, this whole mess is your fault.