I crashed my treacherous sister's luxury wedding wearing dirty medical bandages to prove I didn't die in the fire she used to steal my life.
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Chapter 66
The wedding day arrived under a canopy of pristine white roses and September sunlight. Max stood tall and proud at the altar, looking every bit the modern gentleman. As his bride walked down the aisle, Dominic stood beside Elena in the front row, his arm wrapped securely around her waist. He looked at his eldest son, realizing with profound gratitude that the cycle of violence had been successfully broken.
