Chapter 5 - The Glass Pavilion of the False Kingdom
The highly highly incredibly anticipated, completely entirely deeply extravagant wedding day finally, completely entirely highly inevitably arrived, draped completely entirely highly beautifully in a massive, completely entirely highly fresh layer of incredibly completely deeply sparkling white snow.
The snow actively, completely entirely highly quietly whispered incredibly softly, completely entirely highly beautifully across the massive, completely entirely incredibly sprawling, highly completely entirely highly manicured green lawn of the highly expensive Caldwell high-society estate.
It actively, completely entirely highly delicately dusted the massive, completely entirely incredibly transparent, highly completely entirely deeply clear glass walls of the massive, completely entirely highly heated, incredibly deeply completely expensive wedding pavilion.
The highly completely entirely incredibly expensive, completely entirely highly deeply romantic music drifting completely entirely highly softly from the inside was incredibly completely entirely sweet, highly completely entirely deeply expensive, and absolutely completely entirely highly cruel.
The massive, completely entirely highly sprawling Caldwell estate was actively completely entirely highly glowing with thousands of incredibly completely entirely deeply beautiful, highly completely entirely highly warm, completely entirely incredibly expensive golden fairy lights.
I completely entirely highly incredibly quietly parked my completely entirely highly unassuming, completely entirely deeply rented vehicle completely entirely highly safely in the deeply completely entirely highly dark, completely entirely incredibly obscured shadows of the long driveway.
I carefully, completely entirely highly gently secured incredibly completely entirely highly sleeping, completely entirely deeply beautiful baby Sophie entirely completely highly tightly and completely entirely highly warmly against my highly completely entirely deeply beating chest in a soft sling.
I was completely entirely highly elegantly wearing a completely entirely highly beautiful, completely entirely deeply sophisticated, and incredibly completely entirely highly expensive flowing grey designer gown that completely entirely highly perfectly accentuated my absolute completely entirely highly undeniable confidence.
I completely entirely highly quietly, completely entirely deeply incredibly calmly stepped entirely completely highly directly out of the completely entirely highly dark, completely entirely incredibly deeply obscured shadows of the massive, completely entirely highly freezing winter night.
The incredibly completely entirely highly freezing, completely entirely deeply biting cold winter air completely entirely highly aggressively hit my completely entirely highly exposed, completely entirely incredibly bare skin, instantly completely entirely highly reminding me of that horrific night.
But this highly completely entirely specific, completely entirely deeply monumental night was completely entirely highly incredibly different from that completely entirely highly deeply terrifying, completely entirely incredibly highly deadly, completely entirely highly frozen evening of my absolute betrayal.
I was completely entirely highly absolutely no longer the incredibly completely entirely deeply terrified, completely entirely highly completely exhausted, completely entirely incredibly highly broken, completely entirely deeply desperate victim aggressively completely entirely highly begging for my absolute life.
I was the absolute, completely entirely highly undeniable, completely entirely deeply incredibly powerful, completely entirely highly deeply unstoppable architect of their incredibly completely entirely massive, completely entirely highly highly highly highly highly highly absolute destruction.
Inside the massive, completely entirely highly expensive, completely entirely deeply heated glass pavilion, hundreds of incredibly completely entirely highly wealthy, completely entirely deeply influential, completely entirely highly powerful corporate guests laughed happily beneath massive crystal chandeliers.
Sabrina’s completely entirely highly expensive, completely entirely deeply incredibly lavish, completely entirely highly custom-made white designer wedding gown completely entirely highly glittered incredibly beautifully, completely entirely highly radiantly exactly like incredibly completely entirely stolen, deeply expensive sunlight.
Margaret, the completely entirely highly incredibly toxic, completely entirely deeply malicious, completely entirely highly abusive mother-in-law, actively completely entirely highly dramatically dabbed completely entirely highly fake, incredibly completely entirely deeply joyful tears entirely from her cold eyes.
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I completely entirely highly incredibly smoothly, completely entirely deeply quietly bypassed the highly completely entirely expensive, completely entirely deeply incredibly oblivious private estate security guards completely entirely highly easily, completely entirely highly utilizing the hidden catering entrance I designed.
I completely entirely highly slowly, completely entirely deeply incredibly deliberately walked completely entirely highly directly down the completely entirely highly beautifully decorated, completely entirely deeply incredibly long central floral aisle of the massive, completely entirely highly crowded glass pavilion.
