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Should I go in?

I shouldn’t.

It seems everyone is inside waiting for the ceremony to begin, bar one, who doesn’t look up as she approaches. She’s small, tiny even. Her dress is too big for her, and yet she doesn’t seem to care as it drags on the ground behind her. Don’t women usually lift their skirts when they walk? I watch as she pulls a small flask from between her tits, puts it to her mouth, and takes a swig.

Fuck, she has the right idea.

Now I wish I brought some hard stuff of my own.

The tiny thing stuffs the flask back between her tits just as quickly as she tore it out before she walks up the stairs and pulls open the massive door. Then she’s inside and out of my view before I can blink—without even glancing at me once. Can’t say that happens often; women like to stare as much as men do but they can be more subtle usually. Yet this one didn’t even glance in my direction. Managing to walk in after her, I pull the very same door open and let it shut behind me. I spot a few of the bride’s friends, the bridesmaids, straight away. One of them looks up, and I can’t even recall her name, but I’m sure I’ve met her once. She scrunches her nose toward me as the doors open, the bridal party getting ready to start walking in.

“Sir, I must ask you to take your seat.” Glancing to my left, I see a man standing there with a walkie-talkie in his hand. The bridesmaids begin walking as music starts to echo through the venue.

I hear the music immediately and pause.

Heels click on the stone floor, coming up behind me, and there she is…

Lilly.

Beautiful as always, wearing a white sleeveless dress with a lace skirt and a massive train. She spots me, pauses, and locks her emerald eyes on me. “Kyson.”

I remember how she used to whisper my name from those plump, luscious lips.

“You aren’t supposed to be standing there.” As she says it, the man who ushered me in walks up and reaches for the door; it must have closed after the bridesmaids.

“You look beautiful,” I tell her, because she does. Stunning. She is getting things from this man I would have never given her. It’s why I ended things. Lilly deserves so much more.

“Sir, you need to move out of sight.”

I step back as the doors are opened. Lilly’s father is on the other side, and his eyes narrow at me, surely not expecting me to be here, before I smirk at him. Then they land on his daughter. Amicable or not, no father is going to be happy seeing the guy who broke his daughter’s heart. And I did break her heart. Lilly loved me more than I could ever have loved her. It’s just how some things go. He offers his arm, and she takes it with one brief glance back at me.

Could I have changed for Lilly? Possibly.

She wanted me out of the life I am in.

Back then, I wasn’t willing.

But lately, I’ve been thinking differently.

I’m not sure this is the life I want forever.

In fact, I’ve already told Zuko I want out.

I’ve earned enough money to never have to work again.

Contract murder pays well.

Extremely well.

I stand there for what feels like an eternity until the music stops. After stepping in through the open doors, I find the closest seat at the back and slide into it. I look up, and Lilly’s smiling at her soon-to-be husband, and my leg starts bouncing.

Do I want this?

The white wedding.

A bunch of hypocrites smiling with false congratulations when they’re either envious or there for God knows why, like me.

I want what Zuko and Alaska have, but let’s be real, what are the chances of falling in love with a woman who’s going to be content to be in a relationship with a contract killer, let alone marrying him?

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