Erica's POV

I stood in my mirror staring at the white dress I had on, with my makeup lightly done, and my hair packed to one side. I was beautiful on the outside but was a total wretch on the inside.

I had some point wishes at some point, I was the bride. I can't believe how my decision was about to change my life either for the better or the worst.

My mind drifted to the first time I saw Damian in my room back at the university, we had a connection. I knew he was always going to be the one that made my heart mad or merry....