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my mind,” she said,
her expression that of desperation. Torment.
    Andre
hugged her closely inhaling the fragrance of her freshly shampooed hair which shined as it flowed down her back. His senses
were spiraling out of control.
    “Hannah,
you know how I feel about you. You don’t even love Gustav. Why are you marrying
him? You barely know him.”
    “I know
that he wants to marry me, Andre.”
    “To get
his green card. You call that a real marriage? What makes you so sure he won’t
leave you the moment he’s legit in this country?”
    Hannah
sucked in a deep breath.
    “Listen,”
Andre said, looking around, “this is not the time nor the place to have this
conversation. Let’s get back into the car.”
    Hannah
hesitated at first, her soft red lips pouted. Andre leaned down and sucked on
her lips as he kissed her gently. A group of tourists with cameras had been
watching and burst into a round of applause. He watched how Hannah’s face
turned a deep shade of rouge. A grin touched his lips.
    He
turned to the crowd and gave a nod as he gently took Hannah by the waist and
led her back to the long white limo.

 
    Hannah
fished inside her white pearl bag for her cell phone. “I’m going to call
Gustav.”
    “You
will tell him that the wedding is off?” Andre asked but it sounded more like a
statement than a question.
    “Yes.”
Hannah felt a lump climb into her throat. Her heart pounded hard and fast. She
carefully dialed his number and hit the send key waiting for him to answer.
Gustav should be at the chapel by now, waiting for her to walk down the aisle
towards him.
    “Hello,”
a woman’s voice answered Gustav’s cell.
    Stunned,
Hannah paused for a moment, thinking that she might have dialed the wrong
number.
    “Hi…um,
is Gustav there?”
    Andre’s
attention turned to Hannah. He seemed curious as to whom she was speaking with.
    “Who is
this? What do you want with Gustav?” The woman had some sort of a Russian
accent. How strange. Gustav was born in Russia.
    “I’m
his…fiancé. Who is this?”
    “His
wife!” Hannah dropped the phone. Her entire body went numb.

Chapter 4

 
    Hannah’s
maid of honor, Lucy, paced in the chapel at the entrance waiting for her to
show up with Andre. They were already running behind. Fashionably late, no doubt. She glanced at her watch. Gustav was nowhere to be found. He should have been
there by now. He was to arrive twenty minutes before Hannah. Where was he?
    “Everything
okay?” Andre’s brother, Dane, asked, observing Lucy’s body
language and facial expression.
    “No. I
can’t get a hold of Gustav. He’s supposed to be here a while ago and Hannah is
not answering her cell phone.” Lucy didn’t want to say anything more at the
moment. But she’d noticed a strange vibe when she’d walked into Hannah’s hotel
suite just an hour ago. When she finally was let inside the suite, Hannah and Andre
were there, guilt spread across their face. She also noticed that Hannah
appeared flush. Her hair wasn’t as neat as it was when she’d seen her earlier
to collect Hannah’s mother.   She’d
always thought there was a deep attraction between the two and personally she
thought Andre and Hannah should be together. They’d known each other so long.
She wasn’t particularly keen on this Gustav Kolodenko guy but it wasn’t her
place to tell Hannah. She wanted Hannah to be happy. She knew that Hannah had
been through so much in her young life. She’d suffered emotional bruises from
her past back in her native home in the Mediterranean before migrating to
America with her mother. Then there was her medical issue. She’d confided in
Lucy about her situation. She needed to have kids earlier rather than later if
she wanted to have them at all. She knew deep down this was the reason Hannah
rushed to marry Gustav after he proposed. Lucy secretly hoped that Andre would
stop being the self-professed bachelor he’d claimed to be and ask Hannah to
marry him. But she