Wedding Impossible Here

Their plan was simple, born from pure superstition and desperation: on a random Tuesday, they would drive to a tiny, forgotten courthouse in the ghost town of Purgatory, Nevada. No flowers. No cake. No guests. Just them, a judge, and a signature.

Aris raised an eyebrow. "No?"

After the third disaster, a tabloid crowned her "The Bride of Doom." Her wedding insurance was revoked. Her mother stopped taking her calls. And Lena, a pragmatic architect who designed event spaces for a living, made a decision: she was done with weddings. Wedding Impossible