“Finish this, Father! Now!” Gabe barked.

“Do you wish to call it off, Mr. Clifford?” the priest asked. “There’s still time!”

“No, damn it!” Gabe shot a glare at my father. “Marry us already!”

How far was Gabe willing to go to hurt my dad? What had happened that was so bad? How long would it take me to figure it out and fix everything?

As the priest droned on with words that felt like background noise, I couldn’t tear my eyes away from my gorgeous husband. I’d ...