Elijah’s face turned pale as he struggled to breathe, overwhelmed by the shock of Kendall’s decision. He pleaded desperately with her, refusing to accept that she would marry someone else, his voice breaking with heartbreak. Haley watched helplessly, caught between confusion and fear, as Elijah’s desperation grew.
Haley intervened, grabbing Elijah and urging him to stop, but he remained fixated on Kendall. In frustration, Haley slapped him and demanded he leave, though Elijah’s pain was evident as he continued to beg Kendall not to marry Marcel. Marcel, standing nearby, warned Elijah to leave or face security.
Despite the warnings, Elijah ignored everyone, tears in his eyes as he silently pleaded with Kendall, who remained distant and held Marcel’s hand firmly. Security eventually arrived and escorted Elijah away, his cries fading into the background. Haley stood still, overwhelmed by a mix of emotions, and apologized to Kendall and the guests for the disruption, explaining Elijah’s mental health struggles.
Kendall accepted Haley’s apology with a faint, bittersweet smile and a hopeful glance at Marcel. The ceremony then resumed, the earlier turmoil gradually fading as the guests returned to the celebration, leaving the moment of heartbreak behind.
Elijah’s complexion drained of color, his face turning ghostly pale as if the very air had been sucked from his lungs. A heavy weight seemed to grip his chest tightly, making each breath a struggle. He shook his head violently, his voice trembling and breaking under the strain. “No, this can’t be true. You told me you only cared for me. Kendall, please, I’m begging you—don’t do this.”
His words faltered, dissolving into a choked sob that echoed his heartbreak.
Nearby, Haley stood frozen, her mind a whirlwind of confusion and dread. She glanced between Elijah, whose desperation bordered on madness, and Kendall, whose icy composure was unyielding. Suddenly, a chilling realization swept over Haley, draining the color from her face.
Without hesitation, she rushed forward, gripping Elijah’s collar firmly. Her voice shook with urgency. “Elijah, what are you doing? Stop this right now.”
Elijah stumbled slightly under her grasp but didn’t break his gaze from Kendall. It was as if Haley’s words hadn’t even reached him.
Frustration and anger bubbled up inside Haley, and in a swift motion, she slapped him hard across the face. Her voice was sharp and filled with disappointment. “Elijah, I’m telling you—leave. Right now.”
The sting of the slap made Elijah turn his head away, his cheek burning, though the pain barely registered in the storm of emotions raging inside him.
His eyes remained locked on Kendall, pleading with a hopelessness that cut deep. “Kendall, please… I know I was wrong. Don’t marry him. I’m begging you.”
From the side, Marcel’s gaze was cold and unyielding, his voice low but firm. “Mr. Trevor, you need to leave. If you don’t, I won’t hesitate to call security.”
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Yet Elijah seemed deaf to the warning, his focus still fixed solely on Kendall. “Kendall, please. I understand now. Don’t marry him. I’m begging you.”
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