The Vengeful Bride Strikes Back

1.

I sat in the clerk's office at San Francisco City Hall, the damn marriage license application sitting on the desk between us.

It looked less like a new beginning and more like a death certificate.

Declan’s phone rang. He glanced at the screen, and his face instantly changed. "Shit. Sienna, I am so sorry―"

"Don't," I said. I already knew. I always knew.

"It’s Sienna. She fell down the stairs at her place. Could be a broken ankle. I have to―"

"Go," I said, my voice terrifyingly calm.

"Ba