Episode 28

The organ music swelled, a majestic tide carrying Claire down the aisle. Her eyes, a shimmering emerald, met Bright’s, and a silent promise passed between them. Eli watched from the back, a ghost in a sea of vibrant color, his heart a leaden weight in his chest. He’d rehearsed this moment a thousand times in his mind, each scenario ending with him bursting forward, shouting his love, his regret. But now, as Claire glided closer to Bright, the words caught in his throat, strangled by the sheer finality of it all.

The officiant’s voice, calm and steady, cut through the hushed reverence of the hall. "If anyone here knows any reason why these two should not be joined in holy matrimony, speak now or forever hold your peace."

A collective breath was held. Eli’s knuckles were white, his gaze fixed on Claire. He saw the slight tremor in her hand as she reached for Bright’s. He saw the tender smile Bright bestowed upon her. This was it. The moment of truth. He could shatter this idyllic scene, unleash the chaos he’d been nurturing for weeks. He could reclaim the woman he’d so carelessly let slip away.