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Locked in the Limo on My Wedding Day—They Cried When I Left
Novelix
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My family told me the wedding limo had broken down. They left me inside while the heat climbed and the doors refused to open. After I broke a window to escape, I heard the truth: my fiancé was marrying his assistant, and everyone had helped keep me away. They called it a harmless performance to scare off her violent ex. I called it the end. While they planned another wedding to make it up to me, I accepted a job across the country.
Chapters (2)
第1章
My brother told me the wedding limo had broken down on the causeway.
“Stay inside, Emma. We'll get help.”
Mom and Dad left with him. My clutch, with my phone, went with Mom because she'd promised to hold it while I adjusted my dress.
The air-conditioning stopped. Sun baked through the windows. When I finally tried to get out, the release didn't work.
It was a vintage custom stretch limo, with a divider separating me from the front. I shouted until my throat hurt. The driver was gone.
I don't know how long I was inside. Long enough that the water bottle was empty. Long enough that standing made the world tilt.
I found the window breaker mounted beneath the seat and smashed a side pane. Glass cut my hands as I crawled through.
On the pavement, I found the driver's phone where it had fallen beneath the open front door. A group call was still connected to the car's speakers.
My brother's voice came through.
“Emma's still inside. I've told the driver to wait. She can't interrupt the ceremony.”
Dad answered, “Once Tessa's ex sees her married, he'll leave her alone.”
Tessa. My fiancé's assistant.
Then Nolan spoke.
“Let her out after it's over. I'll give Emma another wedding later.”
I stood beside the broken window in my wedding dress.
They hadn't forgotten me.
They'd made sure I couldn't come.
第2章
A road-service patrol stopped when he saw the glass and my bleeding hands. He called emergency services, helped me into the shade, and stayed while a medic checked me.
I told the responding officer I'd been trapped. He took details. I used his phone to call my own, then remembered who had it.
At urgent care, they cleaned the cuts and checked me for heat illness. Only after I was cleared did I take a car home.
The driver recognized my dress. Nolan's family had publicized their wedding livestream through local social accounts.
“Big day for weddings.”
He showed me the feed while we were stopped.
Nolan stood beside Tessa. He removed the band we'd worn for seven years and dropped it into an attendant's hand. Then he put another ring on hers.
“I promise you happiness,” he said.
He'd practiced that vow with me.
My brother cheered. My mother asked someone off camera whether Tessa's ex was watching. Dad wanted close shots of the kiss.
“That's my fiancé,” I told the driver.
He turned the sound off.
At home, the decorations we'd put up together still covered the windows. I packed my documents, clothes, and work laptop.
On my phone, which Mom had left with the concierge after the ceremony, another notification showed Nolan's mother welcoming Tessa into the family.
I called my manager.
“Is the Wyoming assignment still available?”
She said yes. The wind-energy team was leaving in three days.
“I want it.”
