Marrying My Math Tutor: A Decade In The Making

Marrying My Math Tutor: A Decade In The Making

Gavin

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"I do." The words sealed my fate. My wedding day, finally, after years of wanting this quiet happiness with Andrew. But then, the doors burst open, and Ryan Clark, my childhood friend, my first love, strode down the aisle. "Gabrielle, don't do this! You can't marry him, it's always been me!" he declared, grabbing my hand amidst gasps from the guests. I let him pull me away, past the shocked faces of friends and family, and out of the venue. Once outside, the mask dropped. His cruel laughter echoed, "She actually did it! She ditched her own wedding for me!" That's when I heard it, the words that shattered my world like ice: "One hundred bucks. I honestly thought she'd finally grown a spine." It was all a bet, a calculated humiliation, a performance designed to prove I was his pathetic puppet. He just laughed and told me to go back inside, "If he'll even have you." How could someone I loved so deeply be so utterly heartless, so devoid of real emotion? Was my entire life with him a lie, a cruel joke for his twisted amusement? But then, as I walked back, a loud POP, confetti, and Andrew's warm smile awaited me, ready to begin our future. Little did Ryan know, he wasn't crashing my wedding; he was performing an act in my meticulously planned revenge, a performance that would expose his monstrosity and free me for good.

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"I do." The words sealed my fate.

My wedding day, finally, after years of wanting this quiet happiness with Andrew.

But then, the doors burst open, and Ryan Clark, my childhood friend, my first love, strode down the aisle.

"Gabrielle, don't do this! You can't marry him, it's always been me!" he declared, grabbing my hand amidst gasps from the guests.

I let him pull me away, past the shocked faces of friends and family, and out of the venue.

Once outside, the mask dropped. His cruel laughter echoed, "She actually did it! She ditched her own wedding for me!"

That's when I heard it, the words that shattered my world like ice: "One hundred bucks. I honestly thought she'd finally grown a spine."

It was all a bet, a calculated humiliation, a performance designed to prove I was his pathetic puppet. He just laughed and told me to go back inside, "If he'll even have you."

How could someone I loved so deeply be so utterly heartless, so devoid of real emotion? Was my entire life with him a lie, a cruel joke for his twisted amusement?

But then, as I walked back, a loud POP, confetti, and Andrew's warm smile awaited me, ready to begin our future. Little did Ryan know, he wasn't crashing my wedding; he was performing an act in my meticulously planned revenge, a performance that would expose his monstrosity and free me for good.

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