Chapter 170 The Wedding Night 1The Bridal Suite

• Mavis sat on the edge of the big king bed, still wearing her beautiful white wedding dress. The heavy fabric felt warm against her skin. Rose petals were scattered across the sheets, and the faint smell of fresh flowers filled the room. Soft golden lights glowed from the lamps, but the joy she had felt earlier in the day had slowly faded.
• Her new husband, David, had drunk too much at the reception. He was now passed out in one of the guest rooms downstairs with his friends still laughing and telling old stories. Mavis was alone in the bridal suite. She stared at the champagne bottle on ice and the two glasses waiting beside it. This was supposed to be her wedding night, but it felt empty. Really lonely.
• A soft knock sounded on the door.