Gwen did a lot of things, made a lot of mistakes, and crossed paths with a lot of people. And, she did those people very dirty. This makes those people want revenge. And one of them is a man named Jeremy.
His anger and hatred is so much, he decides...
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👼 MY ANGEL 👼
This stranger keeps pulling me towards a car in the parking space.
"Let me go!" I scream, trying to retrieve my hand from his grip.
However, this man seems determined and continues to drag me along. His face looks furious. I refuse to go anywhere with him, especially since he is a stranger, and a cold-looking one at that.
If I scream loud enough, perhaps the wedding guests might come out of the church and help me. "Let me go, you mad man!" I scream again.
His eyes turn cold upon hearing this, and he stops, forcing me to stop with him. "I'm the mad one, right Gwen?... It's me who is mad?" He scoffs.
"How many times do I have to tell you I am not Gwen?!" I say in frustration.
The man simply smiles upon hearing that. "You must have been over the moon, Miss Halverson. You thought you had cheated me and successfully escaped. However, have you ever heard the saying 'don't celebrate too soon, things could still go wrong'?"
I look at him and immediately have a feeling that he is one of the people Gwen has wronged before. I don't know if she sold him a fake cellphone or took his liver, but whatever it is, he seems pretty angry about it.
He solidifies this theory when he says, "You little scam artist." He looks at me with disgust, as if he wants to throw up.
I don't know what to tell him now, but I sure as hell ain't going anywhere with him.
"Jeremy!" I hear someone scream.
It's the bride. She followed us out here. I hear her running towards us. Jeremy is looking at her with furrowed eyebrows. His eyes are still cold, even towards his bride.
"Jeremy! What is going on? You left me at the altar?..." Her voice is shaky as she says this. She is crying, obviously.
Jeremy doesn't answer her. He remains silent. I try to use this opportunity to free my hand from his grip, but his strong hold on my wrist prevents me from doing so.
"Jeremy?... Let's go back... Let's go back and finish our vows and exchange rings.." She pleads desperately.
I look at Jeremy, and his gaze that is still on me makes me feel uncomfortable.
"Jeremy?... Jeremy?... Who is this woman that made you run out of the altar?... Jeremy?..." She asks, but Jeremy doesn't answer.
I turn around and look at the bride for the first time. She is not alone; she has two women accompanying her. They appear to be middle-aged, while the bride looks to be in her 20s.
When the girl sees me, she freezes. Her eyes widen, and she looks at me as if she has seen a ghost.
The women behind her, however, are glaring at me with anger, gritting their teeth. One of the women walks behind the bride and approaches me.
"Gwen! You shameless harlot! How dare you come and interrupt Jeremy and Victoria's wedding!"
And with that, she delivers a heavy slap across my face. It catches me off guard, causing me to stumble back from the impact.
"You shameless vixen! You came here to try to stop Vic and Jeremy's wedding, didn't you? I will kill you with my bare hands today!"
