The Day My Fiancée Married Another

rs into building software for her family's oil company. Today was supposed to be our day to get our marri

A quick dismissal for our future. Soon after, a plain envelope arrived. Inside: a

arfully explained. "His dying wish. A compassionate act. It changes nothing for *us*." She called *me* selfish

make me the villain for wanting out. This wasn't just a betrayal; it was a brazen insult, a trans

a multi-million-dollar deal, I had a choice. Play along for their empire, or turn their meticulously pla