My wedding day was supposed to be the happiest day of my life, a promise of forever with Ethan, the man I loved. But then, an unexpected call on the eve of our wedding, from his ex, Brittany-a woman he' d always painted as unstable and manipulative-shattered the illusion. She pleaded for Ethan to visit her dying mother, a plea Ethan scoffed at, dismissing it as another one of her pathetic stunts to ruin his happiness. I tried to trust him, to push down the unsettling feeling that her raw grief had felt painfully real. The next day, as I stood at the altar, ready to say "I do," the grand doors creaked open. Brittany stood there, clad in black, clutching a funeral urn. She announced her mother was dead, and that Ethan' s refusal to see her was the cause, pulling him away from me, from our wedding, with a single, heart-wrenchwrenching accusation. He abandoned me at the altar, rushing to comfort her, seemingly forgetting I even existed. The man I was meant to marry was embracing his ex, whispering apologies, while I stood there, witnessing the death of our future. Why was he so easily swayed? How could he believe her manipulated tears over everything we had? I wanted answers, I wanted to understand how my perfect day had become a stage for her twisted drama. I just wanted to make them pay for destroying my life.
My wedding day was supposed to be the happiest day of my life, a promise of forever with Ethan, the man I loved.
But then, an unexpected call on the eve of our wedding, from his ex, Brittany-a woman he' d always painted as unstable and manipulative-shattered the illusion.
She pleaded for Ethan to visit her dying mother, a plea Ethan scoffed at, dismissing it as another one of her pathetic stunts to ruin his happiness.
I tried to trust him, to push down the unsettling feeling that her raw grief had felt painfully real.
The next day, as I stood at the altar, ready to say "I do," the grand doors creaked open. Brittany stood there, clad in black, clutching a funeral urn.
She announced her mother was dead, and that Ethan' s refusal to see her was the cause, pulling him away from me, from our wedding, with a single, heart-wrenchwrenching accusation.
He abandoned me at the altar, rushing to comfort her, seemingly forgetting I even existed.
The man I was meant to marry was embracing his ex, whispering apologies, while I stood there, witnessing the death of our future.
Why was he so easily swayed? How could he believe her manipulated tears over everything we had?
I wanted answers, I wanted to understand how my perfect day had become a stage for her twisted drama.
I just wanted to make them pay for destroying my life.
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