Using the wall for support, I pushed myself to my feet, wiping the blood from the corner of my mouth.
I leveled a sharp glare at the crowd, my voice cutting through the whispers. "You idiots. If you’re so desperate to know if I’m Zachary’s woman, why don’t you just call him and ask?"
The room fell silent for a few seconds after my words. Ellie, feigning composure, grabbed me and started dragging me toward the door.
"Nora, you know perfectly well that my uncle is getting married today and doesn’t have time to take your call. Why put Gabe in such an awkward position? Or are you saying you’ll only stop if Gabe marries you instead?"
As she yanked at my dress, the diamond ornaments came loose, catching the light as they scattered. She gasped, her expression exaggerated with shock, her eyes wide as she stared at me.
"Oh my God, this wedding dress is real. Nora, you’ve got some nerve. This dress was custom-made by my uncle for his future bride! Every single diamond on it—he traveled the world just to collect them.
"Forget about stealing the veil and the necklace for now, but how could you take the wedding dress meant for the bride on her wedding day?"
