He was still drugged. Melody felt a heavy weight shatter the hope that this wasn't a nightmare entirely of her own making. For months, Ben had sought out solutions for her happiness. For a way for them to exist after her wedding, and her selfishness had ruined any chance of his own. Even if Ben chose to remain with her tomorrow, it wasn't the path he would've chosen. Her hands stilled on the corset lacings as he peeked over at her. She loved him, and she had ruined him.

Steeling herself against the sharp realizations, Melody forced her hands to continue until her corset joined her gown. Might as well enjoy it. "Nothing…" she drew out as she moved to stand directly behind him. A tap on the shoulder had him facing her once more. "I want to do it."