The Runaway Bride Returns After Six Years

On the day I was supposed to marry my childhood sweetheart, Finnick Foster, I became a runaway bride.

As the flight took off, I deleted every trace of my past life.

Six years later, I had to return because my parents' graves were being relocated.

Right at the entrance of the funeral home, I crashed straight into Finnick's arms.

He gripped my wrists so hard it hurt, his eyes bloodshot. "Why did you run?"

He had lost a lot of weight, and the dark circles under his eyes made it look like he ha