Clara’s stomach dropped, her breath catching. “What?” she whispered. Liam’s voice cracked. “She said if I refused her at the altar, she’d make it all go through that very day. That she’d ruin you, your parents—everyone.”
“I thought if I gave her what she wanted in that moment, I could stop her from going through with it. Buy us time. Find a way to undo it after. I panicked, Clara. I thought it was the only way to protect you.”