I watched as his Adam’s apple bobbed, his gaze lingering on Phoebe’s body. The heat in his eyes betrayed his words.
Phoebe, emboldened, pressed closer, teasing him further.
In the next moment, Lex pushed her against the wall, his lips crashing onto hers with wild desperation. His hands worked quickly to free himself from his restraints.
I stared in stunned silence as they became entangled in the very fitting room where I was supposed to be trying on that gown—my wedding gown.
Lex hoisted Phoebe into his arms, their bodies locked together in a passionate release.
The shimmering diamonds and delicate lace on the wedding gown scraped against the wall with every movement, their brilliance dulled until all that remained was a lifeless shell.
I clenched my palms so hard that my nails dug into my skin, tears streaming numbly down my face only to be dried again and again by the suffocating warmth of the car heater.