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Betrayed Bride, Vengeful Heart

Chapter 2 

Word Count: 788    |    Released on: 09/07/2025

ght hummed above us in the private waiting room the Beaumonts had arranged. It wasn

resses a grotesque reminder of the day' s horror. We had refuse

e in, his face grim.

hollow. "Their injuries were too severe. We di

a choked sob that tore through the silence. My own grief was a heavy, su

their whole lives with calloused hands so we could have

and quickly left, as if he couldn' t be

the hallway. Liam and Ethan. Their tone w

ked. "She was so shaken u

. Poor thing, having to go through that. I' ll kill those bastards if they ever..."

us, their wives. They weren' t mourning our fat

They were both infatuated with her, had been since they were teenagers. A beautiful, delicate girl who always seemed

s a

ear the gardens. I saw her glance around, a sly, calculating look on her face when she thought no

ting, completely oblivious. Her expression shifted in an instant. The tears welled up, her

an had bought ev

thing. She stood up, her body tremblin

prisingly steady. I grabbed

sistant, a boy no older than seventeen, found us an h

hall. "The whole thing. I was recording a video for the wedding

out hi

Beaumonts... they' re powerful.

one. Sophia and I huddled toget

It showed her waiting, her face calm and patient, until our fathers walked into the

niable proof of her vi

rief. It was cold and hard and sha

hia, my voice a low growl. I

ge, sitting with Isabella, who was pretending

lood on our dresses

," I said, my voice ringing with a

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“My wedding day. It was supposed to be the happiest day of my life, standing side-by-side with my best friend, Sophia, marrying into the powerful Beaumont family. But then, a scream cut through the music. Isabella Stone, a family friend, pointed a trembling finger at our fathers, accusing them of unspeakable acts. Just minutes into our new lives, Liam and Ethan Beaumont, our new husbands, turned to monsters. They let their security beat our fathers mercilessly on the cold stone patio, ignoring our pleas, their faces devoid of the love we thought we shared. The sounds of fists hitting flesh, their grunts of pain – it was agonizing. Then Isabella whispered to us, her voice filled with chilling glee, that our fathers were still alive when they were left to bleed out. Liam and Ethan had actively prevented the ambulance from reaching them, sealing their gruesome fate. My world shattered. My kind, gentle father, dead. All because of a monstrous lie. In the sterile hospital waiting room, as Sophia and I grappled with the unspeakable truth that our fathers were truly gone, we overheard Liam and Ethan. Their every word dismissed our pain, their only concern being for Isabella, the architect of our devastation. It was then I knew: the love I thought was real was a delusion. Grief turned to icy rage. A catering assistant, a terrified teenager, offered us a video, undeniable proof of Isabella' s calculated performance. The truth was finally within our grasp. It was time to fight back.”
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