Chapter 4

At 10:00 A.M., outside the bride's suite on the hotel's top floor.

Adrian was wearing a hand-tailored black wedding suit with a white rose pinned to his chest. The wedding had been delayed for twenty minutes, and hundreds of guests were waiting downstairs, but he did not feel panicked. He assumed Cecilia was just too nervous; after all, for the past five years, she had relied on him completely.

"It's alright, I'm going in." He waved gently to the bridesmaids behind him and pushed open the door.

"Cecilia, don't be afraid, I'm—"

His voice stopped abruptly.

The massive suite was…