Dragged By Fate

Serine never meant to kill him-her fiancé, her family's pride, the groom everyone waited for. One moment of fear, one desperate swipe of a knife, and blood rewrote her destiny.

To protect reputations and silence whispers, the solution was cruelly simple: the wedding would go on. Only the groom would change. Now she stands bound to Noah-her best friend, her anchor, the boy who once loved her freely but now carries the weight of her mistake.

Tied by vows of sacrifice instead of choice, Serine and Noah must navigate a marriage haunted by guilt, broken trust, and an unshakable fate. Because sometimes love doesn't bloom from freedom-sometimes it's dragged from ruin.

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"I can't hate you, Ser," he scoffed. "You're the last person I could. I loved you. Always. But never like this."

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His jaw tightened, then he exhaled. "I do."

"Through all happiness and grief."

He looked at me. My heart ached, but I vowed-not for the marriage, not for families, but for the man sacrificing everything with a smile.

"Through all happiness and grief."

Applause, blooms, cheers-but only we knew the truth. Hands joined in vows of sacrifice, not love.