Kidnapped with Cameron Dallas

Chapter 38

I pushed open the door to the guest room and was met by the source of the vanilla cupcake scent. At least twenty candles were flickering in mason jars strewn around the room in groups of two or three. White organza was draped from the ceiling and around the door. Mint colored bows adorned the end chairs of the two rows. There were sixteen chairs fit into the guest bedroom. A silky rug ran down the length of the room to the archway in front of the window.

I looked down the aisle to the archway. I locked eyes with Cameron and for a moment it felt like my heart left my body. I was transplanted in a different place. Tears welled up in my eyes and I felt it. Love. I felt in that moment that we were the only ones here, that it was us, and not them.

But Cameron's eyes dropped as he tried to wipe the tears with the back of his hand.

Hannah called my name. "Kate, the bouquet!"

I handed her the bouquet of white roses and mint chrysanthemums. I stepped in front of her and proceeded down the aisle. I tried to keep breathing. In and out I told myself. In and out.

I made it to the end of the aisle and stood across the archway from Cameron. But my eyes couldn't focus on him, I had to keep my eyes on Hannah who was gliding down the aisle.

She left her aunt's arm and took her place in front of me.

Her father proceeded with the ceremony but I honestly didn't register a word of it. I kept looking out the window at the clear sky, at the sun kissed earth. I tried to see Cameron over Hannah's shoulder but she was taller than even Cameron in the heels she was wearing.

I was lost in a dream. None of that ceremony felt real. I was really at a wedding, in a house where Cameron and I were held captive. I was at Cameron Dallas's wedding to a woman that the media didn't even know existed.

I finally zoned back in in time to see Hannah and Cameron kiss. Hannah's aunt clapped excitedly and handed me Hannah's bouquet.

"I guess this is yours now, sweety." She winked at me as I followed Hannah and Cameron back down the aisle.

We went all the way out to the kitchen to begin dinner. I stared at the rings sparkling on Hannah's finger as she made up her plate. She didn't usually wear her engagement ring when she visited me in the shed. I had only first seen it when she dropped of my dress a few days ago. It was strange seeing her ring. Her ring of her forced engagement.

It was a beautiful ring, it was a pave of three stones. Her wedding band had ten diamonds on it. Ten for the original MagCon family.

I looked at Cameron's ring. It was silver, with gold swirls around the middle. It looked like golden waves.

That was it I guess. I sat down with my plate of food and my punch. They were married. I couldn't imagine Cameron would be spending the nights in the shed any more. Most likely, I was really alone now. But what I was really down about was now I couldn't be with Cam. Even if we got out tomorrow, Hannah had him legally bound to her with a marriage certificate. I know, I signed it.

Now, no matter what happened he could never erase Hannah from his past. She etched her own name into his records. She told me this morning that she was going to the courthouse in a few days to change her name.

She would be Hannah Dallas. Wife to Cameron Dallas. She got what she wanted, but could she keep her secret a secret anymore since her name would be changed to his? Could she keep hiding him now that his name was on a marriage license with hers?