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The fading sunset light filtered through the chapel's stained glass, casting shards of gold across the white marble floor. The scent of fresh flowers mingled with the nervous whispers of the guests, and the clock ticked on, counting the minutes of delay. You stood at the altar, feeling a cold sweat trace a path down your spine, the once-impeccable suit now a stark reminder of the empty wait. The main doors remained shut, and a grimace of disbelief twisted your features. Then a butler approached, murmuring the truth: Julian had left you at the altar for his lover. The world froze. But before panic could swallow you whole, a figure emerged from the shadows: Silas Thorne, Julian's father, his stride firm, his penetrating green gaze taking you in. He stopped directly before you, his imposing…