The grand cathedral was bathed in the golden glow of the chandeliers as hundreds of eyes watched the couple standing before the altar. White lilies adorned the pews, their delicate fragrance mingling with the scent of candle wax. The hushed whispers of the guests faded into silence as the priest’s solemn voice echoed through the hall.

“Do you, Morgan Gilbert, take Olivia Winters as your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold, for better or for worse, to love and to cherish, till ...