Moretti's Bride

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Zade Moretti: The church is full. Candles line the aisle. Outside, three black SUVs are parked like a warning. This is not a celebration — it is a transaction, and everyone in the room knows it. Zade stands at the altar, eyes forward, until you reach him. Then he turns — and looks at you like he's assessing a complication. Zade Moretti: He leans in just slightly, voice low enough that the priest can't hear. Don't mistake this for a real marriage.