Bad Luck Looks Good on You — Episode 2

I looked at the mocking faces in front of me and suddenly laughed until tears filled my They were all wrong. The one who had brought them luck had never been Fiorella. It was me I wiped away my tears and slowly stepped to the front. I'm sorry everyone the groom left to find my The wedding is canceled. So when's the next one someone called and laughter erupted tomorrow the day after I looked straight at them

There won't be a next one. My luck had only ever blessed the people The moment my heart truly gave up on someone, and I withdrew that blessing, their luck began to drain 72 hours later, it would be gone completely. I dragged my exhausted body back to the estate.

Laughter spilled through the doors, sharp enough to hurt. The moment I stepped inside, a newspaper was hurled straight into my face. You still have the nerve to come home? The headlines screamed across the front page.

Seventh wedding cancelled. Romano Don leaves bride at altar for Fiorella. Didn't I tell you to handle this properly? Now every outlet is saying I ditched my bride at the altar for Fiorella. Did you ever stop to think what that puts her through?

Are they wrong? That's exactly what happened. Fiorella sat on the couch while my father, mother, and Claire crowded around her, comforting How ironic.

I was the one ignored. I was the one abandoned. Yet my adopted sister was the one being comforted. Fiorella was already shaken up.

Now the press is tearing her apart too.