The Vanished Bride novel Chapter 1

I died on my wedding night.

On the day I was supposed to say, “I do,” my husband left me standing there, turning me into the town's biggest joke. As I was attacked, desperately calling for help, he told me to just die already, claiming everything would be better without me around to upset my sister.

In my final moments, I watched the city light up with fireworks. They were meant for our celebration, but instead, they became his way of wooing another woman. I figured that once I was out of the picture, he could be with my sister without any guilt.

But what I didn’t know was that, when my husband learn my bones had been turned into a rosary, which he caressed day and night, he’s driven to madness.

As my life slipped away, I made one last call. On the other end, amidst the noise, a cold voice said, "Amanda, haven’t you had enough? I gave you a grand wedding. I was just being there for Nicole. What more do you want?"

Blood poured out of me as the murderer loomed over, like a beast watching its prey. He knew I was done for. I couldn’t stir up any more trouble. Yet, I clung to hope. My wedding dress was now soaked and caked with mud, and with my last ounce of strength, I pleaded, "Chase, help me!"

Chase cut me off, irritated. "Enough, haven’t you tired of these games? I’m over it."

"I'm not lying. Someone really wants to kill me..."

"Heh," he chuckled coldly. "Amanda, you faked being sick before. What's this drama about now?"

"Do you need love that much? You're already my wife now. Do you really have to drive her away to be happy?"

His words cut more than the cold wind ever could. Watching my blood seep into the fabric, I knew my time was up. I swallowed my final words, looked up, and let go, whispering, "But Nicole's alive and well, while I... am dying."

"Then hurry up and just die so you won’t bother Nicole anymore."

Before the call ended, I heard a sugary voice. "Chase, the fireworks show is about to start."

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