Vincent.
The moment I confirmed everything was secure, my thoughts immediately shifted back to Maria. I needed to go see her right away—I had to apologize for causing such an awful delay to our special day.
I had been so desperately eager for this wedding, counting down the hours to finally make her mine, yet here I was, unable to even complete the ceremony today.
I shook my head in pure disbelief at how sideways everything had turned. Pushing the frustrating thoughts aside, I made a swift attempt to leave the room and head straight to her chambers.
But the very second I reached the door, the guard I had sent earlier to protect her came running toward me, panting heavily as if he had run for his life.
An instant surge of panic seized my chest. My heart hammered against my ribs as a terrible thought took root—had something dreadful happened to Maria during the fire?
