Erinn Hayes

I knew I had no choice.

It was her or me.

I lunged for her legs.

And at that close range, oh, their definition made my eyes mist with respect.

She was quick and grabbed for her dagger.

We wrestled on the frozen ground, grunting and growling as we tore at each other like wolves.

Finally, I grabbed a nearby boulder and slammed it into her skull.

When I looked up, my face dripping with blood and brains, I realized we were surrounded.

Leader and the other brides began to clap.

You are ready, Leader said.

You have completed the program.

There is no satisfaction like revealing your bridal body to your groom after seven years of hard training.

Even though I was going to start my new life with an AI hybrid of Timothee Chalamet and The Rock, I figured, I mean, Matt at least deserved a look at my bridal body, so I decided to pay him a visit.

When I got to his house, I was surprised to see that Matt wore contacts now, and his hair was a little thinner, and he had a wife and two sons.

I thought you were dead, he screamed.

But I was prepared for this moment.

The program taught me that reactions to my bridal body would be extreme.

Where have you been?

His voice cracked.

You disappeared.