The Cripple Who Claimed a Principessa

Before my wedding to Julian Griffin, he crossed out his own name on the marriage contract and signed his brother's, Rhys Griffin's, instead. All for a stupid bet with Amber Cross. The marriage contract was a sacred symbol of our bond. Yet, Julian treated such a solemn vow like a cheap joke. On the wedding day, Julian arrived at the church to find it uttutterly deserted. He called me. I stood before my new groom and answered calmly, "Are you calling to offer your congratulations?"