Chapter 89

A week later, the Phillips-Wright wedding the social event of the year-began right on schedule.

They'd streamlined the ceremony for Jenna's pregnancy, but the luxury still left guests breathless. Each arrival received a gift bag worth thousands. Everything, down to the last detail, was custom-made.

The Juliet roses blooming everywhere? Elijah had commissioned those gardens ten years ago, just for Jenna. The crystal chandeliers dripping from the ceiling? Custom-designed to match her taste. Even the place settings were handcrafted by artisans to her specifications.

Every detail screamed Elijah's devotion to Jenna. The guests couldn't stop gushing.

"They're such a perfect match. Childhood sweethearts, can you believe it?"

"Did you hear how he almost died saving her?"

"God, to marry someone like him-that's the dream..."

registered the chatter. He kept staring at

hotel last night. But he hadn't heard a word—no calls, no texts, nothing. She was still his responsibility-her father had trusted him

out a quick

send, the wedding coordinator knocked. "Mr. Phillips, we're

his phone

him, his screen flashed once. Next to his message

began. Elijah watched Jenna glide down the aisle in her white gown, the dress Gloria had designed hugging her

a heart-stopping moment. Instead, he

image flickered in his mind: Gloria in that same dress, practically dancing toward him, eyes

"Elijah."

"Elijah?"

with reality as Jenna waved at

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