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Titus Danforth was dead.
At least that’s what Grace was desperately hoping for, praying to God, or Le Bail, or whoever the fuck was controlling it all. She let out a breath and turned to her sister. “Let’s get out of here, Fai—”
A shuddering gasp echoed throughout the chapel. Grace almost gave herself whiplash with how fast she spun back around. There he was, grasping at his neck where she had just stabbed him to death… now very much alive?Grace couldn’t believe it. “What the fuck, no! You’re dead! I killed you!” she screamed at Titus.
Titus just stood there calmly, wearing an eerie, terrifying smile as the clock struck 5:00 AM.
The first faint cracks of dawn were officially bleeding through the stained glass. She was married to Titus, and there was absolutely no way out.