A Spindle Splintered (Fractured Fables #1)

by Alix E. Harrow

But Charm isn’t listening, because Charm is already moving. She strolls through the chapel doors and down the aisle like a fashion model with a bad attitude, a deus ex machina in black jeans.

Primrose closes her eyes very briefly, either gathering herself or abandoning herself, before she punches him in the face.