Michelle walked quickly through the corridor, her heels clicking hard against the floor. She was still muttering under her breath, shaking her head in disbelief.

“Aiden is lying… He couldn’t possibly touch any woman. How could he be getting married?” she scoffed. His allergy was the reason she had a custom jacket made — so they could get close without him reacting. Theb h ow was this marriage thing even possible when he was allergic to women?

Her eyes scanned the hall, ...