Chapter 1: The Father She Rejected
Marcus stood in the middle of the elegant ballroom, his eyes glistening with tears of deep pride.
Straightening his fitted beige suit, he gazed at Maya in her sparkling bridal gown, holding her bouquet of pink roses.
He extended his hands toward her, his voice breaking with emotion.
"Maya, you look beautiful.
I'm so proud of you, baby.
I can't believe I'm walking you down the aisle."
Maya didn't smile.
Her eyes stayed cold and distant as she pulled back slightly, clutching her bouquet like a barrier between them.
"My real dad is here," she said, her tone icy and sharp.
"And he wants to walk me down the aisle, so you can leave." 💔
Marcus froze.
The room seemed to close around him as the smile disappeared from his face, replaced by a sudden, gut-wrenching betrayal.
"After everything I've done for you?" he asked, his voice trembling as he searched her eyes for any trace of the daughter he had raised.
Behind them, a collective gasp rose from the bridesmaids and wedding guests.
But Maya didn't flinch.
She tilted her chin up, her expression hardening into absolute coldness.
"He's my real dad.
I want him to walk me down the aisle." 😤
A quiet, heavy silence settled over the room.
Marcus stared at her for a long second, processing the bitter reality of her words.
Slowly, he straightened his posture, wiping every trace of warmth from his eyes.
His face hardened into a mask of stoic resolve.
"Okay," Marcus said softly, his voice de@d calm.
"Then I'm not paying for this wedding."
Maya’s eyes widened in sudden panic as the reality of his words hit her.
"And I'm taking back that new Range Rover," Marcus added, turning his back on her, "and all the money I saved for your new life." 😨
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