The bright chandeliers lit up the white marble aisle, casting a glow over thousands of pink rose petals. Lily lay on her knees in her white silk dress, sobbing as her veil lay ruined beside her. The wedding guests sat in total silence, watching the terrible scene unfold before the main altar.
Julian: Get up, Lily. Stop making a fool of yourself in front of everyone.
Lily: Julian, please... we've been together for three years. How can you do this to me right before our vows?
Julian: I'M NOT MARRYING YOU! YOUR FAMILY IS NOTHING!
Victoria: My son is telling you the truth, girl. Look at this cheap dress. You thought you could marry into the Vance real estate fortune?
Lily: You promised me... you said you loved me, Julian!
Julian crossed his arms over his black tuxedo, looking down at her with cold eyes. He let out a loud scoff, shifting his stance while his mother smirked beside him.
Julian: You're a nobody, Lily. Your father is just some old man in the countryside who couldn't even pay for a decent rehearsal dinner.
Victoria: Exactly. We allowed you into our mansion out of pity, but my son deserves a woman from real money, not a broke soldier's daughter.
Lily wiped her eyes, her hands trembling as she reached for her bouquet on the floor. Soft whispers filled the luxury hall, guests murmuring to each other while staring at her crying on the floor.
Julian: Security can toss you out, or you can walk out right now. Choice is yours.
Suddenly, a heavy thud echoed across the grand hall as the double oak doors slammed open against the stone walls. Marching footsteps rattled the floorboards, cutting straight through the quiet room.
Lily: Father?
A tall man in a crisp white dress uniform walked into the hall, four star pins glittering on his shoulders under the daylight. Armed guards followed right behind him, their polished boots moving in perfect sync as the entire room gasped in pure shock.