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Played for Fools: Our Unstoppable Wedding

Played for Fools: Our Unstoppable Wedding

Gavin

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For seven years, I, the lead singer of "Static Bloom," harbored a secret love for our infuriatingly talented guitarist, Jack. Thanksgiving night was supposed to be our night, with his brother Noah also nursing a long-standing crush on my ex-best friend, Olivia. But neither Jack nor Olivia showed up where they were supposed to be. My phone buzzed with an Instagram notification, then a shared post appeared: Jack and Olivia, arms around each other, announcing, "Finally making it official. Happy Thanksgiving! ❤️" The photo, five years old, shattered my world, confirming years of their secret relationship and calculated deception. Jack, who'd recycled love songs for me, and Olivia, who'd used Noah as her dutiful admirer, saw us as naive pawns in their cruel game. Olivia later messaged, gloating and asking if I was "happy" for them, while Jack dismissed my seven years of devotion as "intense." Noah and I met, numb with betrayal, realizing how deeply and deliberately we had been played, their arrogant triumph stinging more than the heartbreak. The sheer audacity of their lies, the way they'd used our unwavering affection as a smokescreen for half a decade, burned with an unbearable injustice. How could they have been so cold, so manipulative, while we poured our hearts out? They truly believed they had won, that they were clever escaping the messy entanglements of their own making. Then, amidst the ashes of our shared misery, Noah looked at me, a wild glint in his eye, and dropped the bomb: "Let's get married, Emily." It was reckless, insane, gloriously petty, and the perfect chaotic revenge. To give them a surprise they wouldn't expect, we decided to tie the knot, turning betrayal into our most unexpected love story.

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For seven years, I, the lead singer of "Static Bloom," harbored a secret love for our infuriatingly talented guitarist, Jack.

Thanksgiving night was supposed to be our night, with his brother Noah also nursing a long-standing crush on my ex-best friend, Olivia.

But neither Jack nor Olivia showed up where they were supposed to be.

My phone buzzed with an Instagram notification, then a shared post appeared: Jack and Olivia, arms around each other, announcing, "Finally making it official. Happy Thanksgiving! ❤️"

The photo, five years old, shattered my world, confirming years of their secret relationship and calculated deception.

Jack, who'd recycled love songs for me, and Olivia, who'd used Noah as her dutiful admirer, saw us as naive pawns in their cruel game.

Olivia later messaged, gloating and asking if I was "happy" for them, while Jack dismissed my seven years of devotion as "intense."

Noah and I met, numb with betrayal, realizing how deeply and deliberately we had been played, their arrogant triumph stinging more than the heartbreak.

The sheer audacity of their lies, the way they'd used our unwavering affection as a smokescreen for half a decade, burned with an unbearable injustice.

How could they have been so cold, so manipulative, while we poured our hearts out?

They truly believed they had won, that they were clever escaping the messy entanglements of their own making.

Then, amidst the ashes of our shared misery, Noah looked at me, a wild glint in his eye, and dropped the bomb: "Let's get married, Emily."

It was reckless, insane, gloriously petty, and the perfect chaotic revenge.

To give them a surprise they wouldn't expect, we decided to tie the knot, turning betrayal into our most unexpected love story.

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