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Alternate Ending

Narrator pov.

This chapter is solely being made to show you what would've happened if Bill never saved Violet from the wedding. . . . .

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Damien pov.

Finally. Finally I finished the entire script. It looked great, I have to admit I'm very proud of myself. Violet's going to love it, I'm sure, and if she doesn't. . . I'll simply make her. She has no choice. I love the feeling of making her feel so defenseless. It makes me feel happy for some reason. Knowing the fact she can't fight back, just because she wants to save a life of another. Pathetic, really. Who would even do that? Oh well. Maybe I'll find out soon, after she becomes my wife. I giggle manically to myself. Yes...after she becomes.. my.. wife... hehehe..h e h e..

~Timeskip to before the "play"~

I excited ran back down to the cellar. "Ohhh Violet, Chloeee~" Ann followed quickly behind me, "Guess what time it is.~" My excitement left me as I arrived. Chloe's cage was open and she was gone. What?! How?! "Okay! Tell me! Where did she go?!" I angrily walked over to Violet, who was shaking with fear. I had to admit her being afraid of me also made me feel happy. "I-I don't k-know. I was a-asleep the entire time.. I s-swear.." She said, heavily stuttering. I knew she was lying but I didn't wanna scare her anymore, since the "play" was about to start. "Okay. If you insist." "It doesn't matter anyway. The play shall go on." I said, while untying Violet.

"Oh, my dear! Isn't it lovely? We're about to be officially married!" I exclaimed happily, while Violet gave a depressing sigh. "Oh come on. Don't look so sad. You'll find in time that this was the right decision.~" I lifted Violet's chin up with my finger, to make her look at me. "Now, you will say yes. Because you know what'll happen if you don't. Whether it'd be to Owen or not." Violet glared, "You've already taken everyone away from me! What else is there?!" Tears began to roll down her soft face. "Aww. Don't cry my love. It'll be okay.~" I gently kissed her forehead.

"Now, go get ready. Ann's waiting for you." I said pointing over to Ann, Violet gulped. Violet began walking over to Ann, Ann led her back upstairs to get ready. This was going to be the best night ever. Nothing was going to stop me now.

~Timeskip to the "play"~

Violet pov.

I hated this. I hated every goddamn minuet of this. But I had to. I didn't have a choice, there was no going back now. I'm in this and I can't go back. I watched Damien act on stage. He wasn't that bad. He was.. actually kind of good. But that didn't stop me from disliking him. Nothing could take away that burning fire of hate I had for him. Honestly.. If it was the Damien I used to know.. maybe it'd all be different. I missed the Damien I used to know. Though, now is not the time to think about that.

 Richard took his arm in mine and walked me down the aisle. I felt so awkward, everyone's eyes were on me. I noticed a unusual looking man staring at me from the first row. I didn't really get a good look at him but I do know that he wore a lot of yellow. He winked at me, and I looked the other way, my cheeks heating up. It's bad enough I have everyone staring at me, now this.

We finally got up on stage, my heart was pounding. Not just because I was nervous, but that same guy from earlier kept staring at me. Damien took his hands in mine, the judge began to speak. "Damien Thorn. Do you take Violet Neff as your lawful wife, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and cherish until death do you part?" Damien smiled that evil smile of his, "Until death.. I must certainly do."