RUNNING FROM THE VOWS ROMANCE

With a tremor in her fingertips and the scent of lilies heavy in the air, Amelia found herself at a crossroads. The white dress, once a symbol of dreams, now felt like a gilded cage. Her groom, handsome but cold, waited expectantly at the altar, oblivious to the turmoil brewing within more info her soul. Months of planning, pressure from family and