His Wife (A Contract Marriage Story) by Heer Mangtani – Sofia and Gabriel
Sofia’s PoV
I wiped tears from the corner of my eyes, hoping nobody saw me weep, and that the mascara didn’t run because of my unending tears. I was miserable, still in disbelief believe that the first time I was going to see my husband-to-be was when I’d walk down the aisle, and he would be waiting for me at the end of it.
At least, I hoped he would be there, and that he wouldn’t elope. Not because I wanted to particularly marry him, but because being stood up at the altar in front of the whole world would be very humiliating.
“Ms. Baker?” As I fixed the princess-y Versace wedding gown one last time, one of the three women who had followed me since the moment I had stepped into this mansion today called me, and I looked up at her.
