I stood there, my heart thudding painfully as Evelyn took the marriage certificate from my trembling hands. This was it—the proof that would clear my name and show everyone I wasn't lying.
"Look," I said, my voice steadier than I felt. "This is our marriage certificate. Nathaniel and I are legally married."
Evelyn's eyes widened slightly as she began to unfold the document. Before she could even read a single word, Isla lunged forward.
"Let me see that," she sneered, snatching the paper from Evelyn's grasp.
"Isla! Give that back—" I started, but it was too late.
With a look of pure contempt, Isla threw the marriage certificate onto the marble floor. I watched in horror as she ground her stiletto heel into it, twisting with deliberate cruelty.
"Oops," she said, her voice dripping with mock innocence. "How clumsy of me."
