Chapter 133 Sacrifice And Salvation

• Rachel POV
• The Miami twilight had been a tapestry of enchantment, the outdoor wedding venue a vision of banyan trees adorned with fairy lights, their glow weaving through white roses and peonies, the ocean’s murmur a gentle lullaby, the air fragrant with jasmine and salt, a scene that had cradled my heart as I stood at the altar with Jeremy, our vows a radiant promise, our rings a gleaming seal, our love a beacon that had endured every tempest.
• But now, that dream was shattered, the fairy lights dimmed by a shadow, the roses trembling under a chill that wasn’t the breeze, the crowd frozen in a collective gasp, their faces pale, their eyes wide, as Celine stood at the edge of the gathering, her silhouette a specter of vengeance, her blonde hair tangled, her eyes ablaze with a hatred that pierced my soul, her gun gleaming in the fading light.