Prologe

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Fifteen minutes earlier.

"Alec get the door!" I screamed for my husband over the music. No reply. "Alec!" I yelled louder. Still nothing.
"Do I have to do everything myself!" I murmured as I finished setting up the candles on the Xbox cake, I turned around and almost slipped on the dark wood floor.

"Why is it wet!"  I snapped as I placed one of the napkins on the floor. The door rang again
"Are you serious!" I stormed out of the red dinning room, my black heels clicked against the marble floor, as I walked into the foyer, I looked to my right and noticed all the women Alec's friends brought with them was just sitting down in the living room, doing nothing!

"Thanks ladies." I said flinging the door open.

"About time!" my short blonde friend bombarded me with a hug, I hugged her back tight, then made eye contact with the very familiar face of death that stood behind her. It couldn't be, but it was. It was the blued eyed devil himself. A man I sold my soul to a long time ago...

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