Chapter 22

The wedding invitation in his hands was embossed with gold lettering that caught the sunlight with a harsh glare. Daniel stared at the card, his fingers trembling uncontrollably. "Marcus Pierce and Valentina Frost request the honor of your presence at their wedding on the 18th of this month..." Every word was like a blade cutting deep into his heart. Valentina was supposed to be his. She was the woman he'd sworn to love for the rest of his life. But now he had to watch her marry his own brother. How cruel could fate be? He'd spent weeks trying to win her back, begging and pleading with her. Every time, he got the same cold response. "Give it up, Daniel. Marcus and I truly love each other. As for us, there's no chance we'll ever get back together. "Not every mistake can be undone. You and I can never go back to what we were." The cheerful sound of wedding music drifted through the window, pulling him back to the reality he didn't want to face. Today was the 18th, and the wedding.