A car stopped in front of the wedding hall, and a blond girl in her mid-twenties, wearing a short peach-colored dress and matching heels, rushed out of it.
"I'm late for the wedding. Nat is going to strangle me." She hurried towards the grand wedding hall, only to see a familiar-looking woman in a wedding dress marching out of the door.
"Is that Nat?" She quickened her pace and called out, "Nat?"
Natalie, her mind chaotic with various thoughts and emotions, stopped when she heard the familiar voice. Her tear-filled eyes finally focused on the familiar figure standing a few steps away—her best friend, Mia.
"Why are you out of the wedding hall?" Mia walked up to her, her face turning worried as she noticed Natalie's tear-streaked cheeks. "Is everything alright, Nat?"
Natalie shook her head. "Nothing is alright." The tears she had held back now flowed freely.
Mia hugged her. "Calm down. Tell me what happened."
"First, take me away from here. I want to go away."
"The wedding?"
"It's not happening."
"What?"
"Please, just take me away from here first."
"Alright."
In Mia's car, the two friends headed to her apartment. On the way, neither spoke a word. Natalie sat with her eyes closed, needing time to sort out the mess in her mind, clutching the biggest shock of her life—her marriage certificate.
The car stopped in front of an apartment building—not high-end and the best one in the city but still luxurious. Mia, not wanting to bombard her friend with questions, first took her upstairs to her apartment. Natalie walked inside and slumped onto the white cushioned sofa, as if she had exhausted all her energy.
"You should freshen up and change into some comfortable clothes first," Mia suggested. "Then we can talk..."
In response, Natalie raised her hand and held the document out to her friend.
Mia took it and was shocked to see what it was. "Nat, what is this? Don't tell me this is real. You married someone and didn't even tell me?"
Natalie looked at her friend with a weary expression, letting out a mocking and hurtful chuckle. "What and when should I have told you about this? Until today, I wasn't even aware that I've been a married woman for the past year and a half."
Natalie explained everything that happened in the wedding hall, leaving her friend stunned.
After a moment of silence, Mia went through the document again. "Who is this Aiden Handrix?"
Natalie shrugged. "I don't know."
"This must be a prank played by someone, and this certificate is fake," Mia concluded as she finally sat next to Natalie. "Your stepmother and her annoying daughter—they must have done it. You know how hard they've been trying to separate you and Ivan and make Briena marry him."
"I wish that were the case and I could change things. But this certificate is real. My uncle confirmed it," Natalie explained.
"Your uncle could be in cahoots with them," Natalie said. "We should still get it checked out. There's no way you wouldn't know if you were married!"
After all, Mia knew her best friend. Natalie was not a careless person. Since her mother's death, she had always kept her guard up against people. There was no way someone could fool her into a marriage which she was not aware of.
"You have a point," Natalie sighed deeply. "I can only hope it's a fake, otherwise...you trust me right? I wouldn't get married without telling you."
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