Chapter 9
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If you don't want this, we'll call it off. No wedding..."
I watched his frantic movements with a cold smile, saying nothing.
His parents looked ready to collapse from rage.
"Call it off?! The invitations have already been sent!
There are only two days left! Do you want to humiliate this family completely?"
That caught my attention.
Wilson had pressed the bloody scalpel against his throat.
"Nobody interferes between us! GET OUT! ALL OF YOU, GET THE FUCK OUT!!"
"He's lost his mind! The Spencer name is ruined!"
His parents raged while everyone else stood frozen, afraid to make a sound.
The tension stretched until I broke it.
"Does anyone care what I think?"
Every head turned toward me. The scalpel clattered to the floor as Wilson rushed to embrace me.
"Melody? You'll—you'll do it, won't you? I—"
I cut him off before he could finish.
"Get on your knees and beg."
