The officiant’s voice rang out with warmth and finality across the breathtaking oceanfront venue:
“Claire and Xander, having declared your love and commitment before your family, friends, and the Moon Goddess… I now pronounce you—”
“STOP THIS WEDDING!”
A sharp, dramatic voice cut through the golden sunset like a knife.
Every head turned.
Victoria stood at the back of the aisle in a striking crimson gown that clung to her figure. Her dark hair was styled dramatically, and her face was flushed with theatrical desperation. She marched forward without hesitation, eyes locked on the couple at the altar.
The entire hall erupted into chaos.
Gasps rippled through the crowd. Guests stood up in shock. Whispers turned into loud murmurs, then shouts of disbelief. Claire’s Australian friends loo
