It was on a bright Monday morning. Daniella was standing in front of her large mirror, checking herself out. She could barely contain her excitement as she kept turning from side to side.

She and Desmond were preparing to visit the civil affairs bureau to process their marriage certificate. Daniella was exceptionally happy. She would finally marry Desmond. She had been dreaming of this moment for months, not because of love, but because of a better life she saw beyond the wedding. A life where she would divorce him and walk away with half of his properties for her and her boyfriend. The wedding was set for next week, but...