Maxim’s pov
I looked at her and she seemed so determined.
“I mean it doesn’t have to be right away.
We can get officially married in a few months with your father there and everyone we care about,” I said.
“No Maxim, I will not marry you.
Not this second, not in a minute, not a few days from now or months from now.
Hell, not even years from now.
I will never marry you again in this life,” she said firmly.
Wait what?
I don’t understand.
“I get it, I understand that you are angry with me,” I said as I held her hands.
“But don’t say that, don’t say that you will never marry me again,” I said.
“When I saw them exchanging their vows to one another, I travelled back to our wedding,” I said and smiled at this.
“You looked so beautiful in white.
And I felt so guilty that you di
