Chapter 5

The wind outside the hotel's side entrance was biting cold.

I stood on the steps in my wedding dress, blood seeping through my sleeve.

A security guard stepped forward to help me.

I shook my head.

"No, thanks," I said.

A black car pulled up.

My cousin, Eric Evans, got out of the car. The moment he saw me, his face fell.

"Claire," he said.

He took off his coat and wrapped it around my shoulders, his voice was shaky. "Where is he?"

I looked up at him.

"He's inside," I said.

Eric's eyes were icy cold.

"Get in the…