I Walked Away from My Death in a Wedding Dress

I was kidnapped by Grayson Locke’s ex-wife, the woman he hated the most. Right in front of him, she beat me with a steel rod until the three-month-old baby in my womb was gone.

“Grayson, this is the price for loving her! If you want revenge, kill me in this bed!” she screamed.

Later, when I was rescued, he stabbed her womb, stripped her naked, and threw her into the slums.

After that day, everyone in Chicago knew that I was Grayson’s weakness.

But a week before our wedding, I walked into the bridal shop’s fitting room and froze. There he was, pinning her against the wall.