RUNNING FROM THE VOWS ROMANCE

With a tremor in her fingertips and the scent of here lilies heavy in the air, Amelia felt trapped at a crossroads. The white dress, once a symbol of dreams, now felt like an emblem of despair. Her groom, handsome but cold, stood expectantly at the altar, oblivious to the turmoil brewing within her soul. Months of planning, expectations from family