Vows and Vengeance

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the fluorescent lights buzzed overhead. Yuna sat alone, clutching a paper cup of cold water, her hands still shaking. Her phone was confiscated. Her dignity? Left somewhere back at the altar.Her parents had rushed in the moment they got the call."Yuna!" Her mother's voice cracked as she reached her. "What were you thinking, sweetie?"Yuna stared blankly. "I wasn't. I saw them together and it was like... something snapped."Her mother sighed, brushing a strand of hair from Yuna's damp forehead. "This isn't like you.""I know," Yuna whispered, eyes brimming. "But I couldn't take it, Mom. I gave him everything. And she-she knew.""I know, sweetheart. I know." Her mom squeezed her hand. "We'll get through this. We always do."But when they pulled up to the house, Yuna froze in the passenger seat. Media vans. Cameras. Reporters with microphones like vultures circling a fresh carcass."Oh God," she muttered, slouching in her seat. "They're everywhere." "They'll lose interest soon," her mother said, though her voice lacked conviction. No, they wouldn't. Not with the headline practically writing itself: Heiress Punches Ex-Fiance at Sister's Wedding.Yuna stared at the flashing cameras. Her life had just shattered in front of the world... and nothing would ever be the same again.The following few days were hell for Yuna, she had barely slept.Yuna saw her name and the ruckus she had caused appeared all over the internet, news papers and news. The News outlets named it " The Society Scandal of the year". News headlines called it variety of topics like "Heiress brawl at Million- dollar wedding!" and "Rival Sisters Explode at High-Profile Ceremony!".Her PR team called-"Yuna, it's Austin," came a stappled voice speaking through the phone speaker. "We have to make a statement. A controlled one. Something that paints you as heartbroken but not unstable.""I punched my ex at his wedding," Yuna muttered, rested across the couch in her silk robe. "There's no controlling that.""You're a Eastin," Austin said firmly. "You don't get to fall apart in