Chapter 164

NATALIE’S POV I sat alone in the cold dressing room. My hands trembled in my lap as I stared at the reflection in the mirror. The white wedding dress they forced on me felt too heavy on my body. It was tight around my chest, suffocating almost, and my throat burned from the scream I wasn’t allowed to let out. Today was the wedding day. The day I married a man I didn’t know. I had only heard terrible rumors about how vicious and ruthless he was. The thought of it made my heart beat even faster. In the far corner, I could hear them. Logan and Violet. They were laughing, flirting even. The sound of her giggle, the way his voice lowered when he called her “his,” stabbed deeper than any blade could. They weren’t even trying to hide it anymore. Not even on my wedding day. I turned my head just enough to catch a glimpse of them behind me in the mirror. Logan brushed a strand of her blonde hair behind her ear and kissed her temple. Violet smirked like this was all one big joke. Like I was the