Chapter Ten
I heard tearing, and I wondered why I wasn't engulfed in flames yet, flapping like a giant burning eagle, when I saw Scott, shredding the burning layers of my dress, my sister wailing like she wanted an 'Oscar' for most believable dramatic performance. And then just like that, the attention was diverted from me to the weather, guests rushing towards the stained glass windows as a huge crash of thunder sounded. And then a crackle of lightning.
I was doused in holy water, wearing half a dress, and gazing at my ex fiancé, sitting beside me, holding the charred remains of the undoubtedly expensive gown. Another one bites the dust.
'Sorry about the dress.' He murmured, and his voice took me right back. To sitting on the living room floor eating sushi like we were something spec
