Loving him was wrong, the worst thing in the whole world. He's a bad man, a man with a gun, without mercy. And not just because of that; because you're a Shelby.

The youngest Shelby sibling, the apple of your brothers' eyes, the one that Polly raised as her own.

Oh no, loving him was the worst thing that you could possibly do to your family.

Betrayal, hit them hard when they first found out. You couldn't carry the burden in your heart anymore, so you opened up to Linda, again, big mistake.

Of course, Linda just had to go tell everyone. And that led you to this moment.

Standing at the altar in your wedding gown, staring at a man that you never had seen before but also, your soon-to-be husband.

You were just a girl, right? Your heart was fragile, and of course, you could love someone, just not Luca. So, marrying you was just the perfect solution to keep you in check.

You looked around at the guests with your watery eyes, looking at your brothers. How could they act like nothing happened?

"...If there is anyone in attendance who has cause to believe that this couple should not be joined in marriage, speak now or forever hold your peace." The priest spoke.

You looked at your brothers in desperation, waiting for them to speak up, to say something. To get you out of here.

They never say anything.

Instead, the voice comes from someone else.

"I object!" You hear someone, no, him say. You immediately turn your head to find him in the crown and there he is. Standing at the gate in all of his glory, his hat on his head as he stared at you.

You looked at him, your eyes met. But you didn't know what to do. What was he doing here, how did he even know?

It didn't matter. He was here for you.