Chapter 5

As soon as Samson finished speaking, the big screen behind him flashed from our wedding photo to a video of last night's fireworks show.

Online comments started scrolling across the screen.

[Please, that childhood crush, just let Samson go after the one he really loves.]

[Yeah, arranged marriages are common among the wealthy, but we still hope true love wins out—not for them to end up as lovesick and resentful, torturing each other for life.]

[Hope Samson's fiancée sees this and gives them her blessing.]

All the color drained from Samson's face.

The fireworks on the big screen were as…