On my wedding morning, his sister privately handed me my duties as a wife. I asked two questions — and walked out in my dress. I canceled it, kept the house i bought, and left with all $190,000. They called me 17 times that day…

mistaken warnings for nerves.

Tessa reached for my hand. “Don’t be dramatic. Every marriage has rules.”

I pulled away.

“No,” I said. “Every trap does.”

Her expression hardened. “You’re emotional.”

“No. I’m done.”

I walked past her, opened the suite door, and found Paige in the hallway.

She took one look at my face. “What happened?”

I handed her the folder.

Then I said the sentence that ended my wedding before it began.

“Get my lawyer on the phone. I’m canceling it…

Paige didn’t ask if I was sure. That’s why she was my maid of honor. She scanned the first page of the folder, her jaw tightening with each line. By the time she reached “final decisions deferred to Nolan,” she looked ready to throw something expensive through a window.

“Oh, absolutely not,” she said.

Behind us, Tessa stepped into the hallway. “Audrey is having a panic attack.”

I