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Chapter 3: Do You Regret It?

The wedding march played softly in the background, a melody that should have been a dream come true for any bride. But as Ruby walked down the aisle, her fingers clenched around the bouquet, she felt like she was stepping toward her doom.

The weight of the deception pressed heavily on her chest. She barely heard the murmurs of admiration from the guests, barely registered the smiles of people who thought they were witnessing a love story unfold. The only thing she could focus on was him.

Stefan Winters stood at the altar, his tall frame exuding quiet confidence despite the dark glasses covering his unseeing eyes.

Even in his blindness, he was composed, strong. His jaw was firm, his posture straight, and though his face was unreadable, Ruby could tell—he was waiting for his bride, Ivy.

Not this imposter, Ruby or this substitute bride.

Her throat tightened. She wasn’t Ivy. And she didn’t belong here. But there was nothing she could do but march on to meet him.

When she finally reached the altar, Stefan reached out, his fingers brushing over her hands before he gently took them in his.

"Are you okay?" His voice was deep, steady—yet laced with concern.

Though he was blind but he could feel the tension on Ruby’s hands just by touching them. fr\eewe.bn(o)v\el.c(o)m

Ruby swallowed hard. "Y-Yes. I’m fine."

How could he tell? Or could he see?

His fingers curled slightly around hers. "If you are, then why are you crying?"

Her breath hitched. He knew. Even without seeing, he could tell. He had to be seeing her! She thought as she tried to make eye contact with him through his glasses.

What was she expecting? He could probably read her posture because of his blind and the tension in her shoulders.

forced a soft, shaky laugh. "Im not crying, baby. These tears, they’re tears of joy. The happiness of being married to

so smoothly abd what was that about him being the love of

smiled brightly. "I love you, too, Ivy," he said

her mind swirled with doubts and guilt. Every time Stefan spoke, every time he said something heartfelt, she

then, it was his turn to speak his vows. f.re(e)

I love on our wedding day and in her wedding dress or how brightly I know she’s shinning and lightening up this room. But what I do know is that I don’t need my sight to know that you are my home. I’ve always loved you, and I promise to love you until my

Ruby’s heart twisted painfully.

wasn’t her love he was talking about. It was Ivy’s. The woman who had abandoned him. Her

"Stop."

seemed to hold its

confusion as his heart skipped a beat. "Why? What’s wrong? What should we stop? You

a small smile. "Of course not! I said that because... I

Stefan’s lips curled into

let out a weak laugh, but inside, she was

him and he was going to be her

to call

and before she knew it, the reception was in full swing. Guests laughed, toasted,

the event, she made her decision. She leaned toward

toward her, his

quickly. "Just

didn’t hesitate.

car, the quiet hum of the engine

his head slightly, his expression unreadable. "Do you regret it?" he asked out of

Ruby stiffened. "Regret what?"

"Marrying me."

she asked before she could stop