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Ethan was prepared to marry the love of his life, until he found out the truth. With only 72 hours until the wedding, he created a plan for the biggest revenge. As Sofia walked down the aisle, she anticipated the dreamy wedding she organized. But Ethan was about to turn their wedding into a showdown.<\/p>\n

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Everything was perfect.<\/p>\n

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The venue was filled with golden light, the floral arrangements were gorgeous, and the guests were all smiling, talking, and sipping champagne.<\/p>\n

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Everything was exactly as it was supposed to be. It was the kind of wedding people longed for, the kind Sofia had spent months working hard on.<\/p>\n

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She had arranged every single detail, down to the little bag of snacks to keep guests content if they were hungry during the ceremony.<\/p>\n

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But as much as my fianc\u00e9e had planned her dream wedding, I had carefully set up my moment too.<\/p>\n

I stood at the front, hands clasped, calming my breath. The music rose, the signal for the bridesmaids to get set to enter.<\/p>\n

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I glanced around, noticing the expectant faces of our guests, the thoughtfully chosen decorations, and the warm glow of the candlelight. It was the perfect romantic wedding scene.<\/p>\n

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Everything felt exactly as it needed to.<\/p>\n

And yet, I wasn\u2019t nervous. Not even a bit.<\/p>\n

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Not anymore.<\/p>\n

Three Days Before<\/p>\n

I don\u2019t remember sitting down.<\/p>\n

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One minute, I was standing by the window of my apartment, looking at the city skyline. The next, I was on the couch, head in my hands, trying to breathe.<\/p>\n

Elena sat across from me, silent, waiting. Her words still rang in my head. Over and over, like a song I just couldn\u2019t stop.<\/p>\n

\u201cI saw her, Ethan. With him. I wasn\u2019t searching for it, I swear! But I saw them.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cAnd you\u2019re sure? Elena, I need you to be certain.\u201d My voice sounded weak and strange to me.<\/p>\n

\u201cEthan, I wouldn\u2019t be here if I wasn\u2019t sure,\u201d she said.<\/p>\n

The room felt too cramped. My apartment, once packed with wedding gifts and seating charts and joy, now felt like a trap. I wanted to flee, to escape this conversation.<\/p>\n

How could Sofia betray me?<\/p>\n

\u201cTell me everything,\u201d I said.<\/p>\n

Elena paused for a moment. Then, she straightened her shoulders, meeting my eyes with a look of sadness.<\/p>\n

\u201cI was at that new coffee shop that focuses on being vegan. I was grabbing a coffee when I saw Sofia sitting at a corner table.\u201d<\/p>\n

She stopped.<\/p>\n

\u201cShe wasn\u2019t alone, Ethan.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWho?\u201d I asked.<\/p>\n

\u201cI don\u2019t know his name, but he looked so familiar. He could be one of her friends. I know I\u2019ve seen him before. But I know how he stared at her, Ethan. And I know how she gazed back at him.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cThat doesn\u2019t mean much, Elena,\u201d I said.<\/p>\n

\u201cSofia touched his face, murmured something, and then she leaned in first, Ethan. And then they kissed.\u201d<\/p>\n

For a short, pathetic second, I almost convinced myself that it was a mix-up. A mistake. But Sofia wasn\u2019t reckless. She was careful.<\/p>\n

She wouldn\u2019t have let a man kiss her in public unless she knew she wouldn\u2019t get caught. Unless she thought she had all the control and nobody who knew either of us would spot her.<\/p>\n

\u201cEthan, I know this stings,\u201d Elena said. \u201cBut I took a photo. I knew you\u2019d need proof.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cShow me,\u201d I said, feeling my heart break as I glanced at Elena\u2019s phone.<\/p>\n

I blinked, staring down at my hands. They felt different. Detached from me.<\/p>\n

\u201cShe said she loved me,\u201d I whispered. \u201cOur wedding is in 72 hours, Elena. What am I supposed to do now? Cancel the wedding?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNo way!\u201d Elena said. \u201cTeach her a lesson!\u201d<\/p>\n

I lifted my head, and for the first time since the conversation started, I met Elena\u2019s gaze with clear, steady anger.<\/p>\n

\u201cShe\u2019s not getting away with this.\u201d<\/p>\n

Elena didn\u2019t look surprised.<\/p>\n

\u201cWhat are you going to do?\u201d she asked.<\/p>\n

Something cold settled in my chest. I stood up and walked to the window. A deep, sharp clarity. I adjusted my tie like I had already made my decision.<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m going to let her have her big day,\u201d I said. \u201cBut not in the way she expected.\u201d<\/p>\n

A slow smirk curled at the edge of Elena\u2019s lips.<\/p>\n

\u201cTell me what you need, brother,\u201d she said. \u201cI\u2019ll do whatever you need me to do.\u201d<\/p>\n

The Present<\/p>\n

The music got louder, announcing the first bridesmaid.<\/p>\n

As they stepped into view, one after the other, a ripple of unease moved through the crowd. The room, once full of quiet conversation, changed completely.<\/p>\n

The bridesmaids were dressed in black, as if in sorrow. Some of them had taken some convincing, but when they saw the proof that Elena and I had shared, none of them wanted to stand behind a liar.<\/p>\n

They weren\u2019t wearing the soft sky blue that Sofia had wanted. Not the carefully picked pastel shades that matched the invitations and the floral centerpieces.<\/p>\n

Nope.<\/p>\n

They were in black.<\/p>\n

One by one, they moved forward, their faces unreadable. Their dark dresses stood out sharply against the delicate white petals scattered along the aisle.<\/p>\n

That\u2019s when the whispers started. Both Sofia and I came from traditional families, so the bridesmaids wearing black was a big deal. A few heads turned to each other with confused frowns.<\/p>\n

\u201cIt\u2019s so unlucky, Ethan!\u201d I could almost hear my mother yelling.<\/p>\n

\u201cOh, it\u2019s a bad omen,\u201d I imagined my grandmother saying.<\/p>\n

I kept my gaze steady, watching as my sister, Elena, reached her spot at the front. She met my eyes and, so subtly that no one else would notice, winked.<\/p>\n

I exhaled slowly.<\/p>\n

Yes.<\/p>\n

Everything was just as I planned.<\/p>\n

Then, the doors at the back of the hall opened.<\/p>\n

Sofia stepped forward, glowing. I\u2019ll admit, she looked absolutely beautiful. A vision in white.<\/p>\n

She took one step into the room, then froze.<\/p>\n

For a moment, she didn\u2019t understand. Her smile stayed on her lips as she scanned the crowd, expecting to see joy, happiness, and the warmth of celebration.<\/p>\n

Instead, she saw the black dresses.<\/p>\n

And her expression wavered.<\/p>\n

Her eyes darted from one bridesmaid to the next, noticing the dark silhouettes, the gloomy energy, and the whispers rippling through the guests.<\/p>\n

The color drained from her face.<\/p>\n

Her lips parted slightly, as if to ask a question, but no words came out. Her hand gripped the bouquet. She knew something was wrong.<\/p>\n

Uncertainty crept into her movements as she resumed walking. The usual confidence in her stride was gone. Each step down the aisle felt shaky.<\/p>\n

As she reached me, her hands trembling slightly, she took mine.<\/p>\n

Her fingers were cold.<\/p>\n

\u201cWhat\u2019s going on, Ethan? Why did they change their dresses? What the heck? They\u2019ve messed up the entire aesthetic!\u201d<\/p>\n

I smiled at her. But there was no warmth in it. I had no feelings for this woman anymore.<\/p>\n

\u201cWait. You mean, you don\u2019t know?\u201d I asked, my voice just loud enough to carry.<\/p>\n

A hush fell over the room.<\/p>\n

Sofia\u2019s eyes darted around the room. From me to the bridesmaids, to my sister standing tall beside them.<\/p>\n

I turned slightly, gesturing toward the line of women dressed for grief.<\/p>\n

\u201cThis isn\u2019t a wedding, Sofia,\u201d I said, my voice calm.<\/p>\n

Too calm. And I was calm. I had days to get my feelings in check.<\/p>\n

\u201cIt\u2019s a funeral,\u201d I smiled.<\/p>\n

There was a collective gasp across the hall. Our guests looked shocked. My mother looked as though she was going to faint.<\/p>\n

Sofia\u2019s fingers tightened around mine in a desperate grip.<\/p>\n

\u201cWhat are you talking about?\u201d she gasped.<\/p>\n

I let out a small, humorless laugh.<\/p>\n

\u201cWe\u2019re here to bury what\u2019s left of our love. Or, more accurately,\u201d I said, watching as she began to look nervous, \u201cwhat you ruined.\u201d<\/p>\n

The silence was heavy. Then, a murmur. Someone in the second row covered their mouth with a hand.<\/p>\n

Someone else turned to the person sitting next to them, whispering urgently.<\/p>\n

Sofia\u2019s face turned red.<\/p>\n

The panic in her eyes grew into something else. Anger.<\/p>\n

And then, finally, the realization hit her.<\/p>\n

She tore her hands from mine and turned, her fury finding a new target.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou told him?!\u201d she snapped, her voice cutting through the air.<\/p>\n

Sofia was looking directly at her bridesmaids now.<\/p>\n

No. She was accusing them.<\/p>\n

Her face twisted in rage.<\/p>\n

\u201cHow could you do this?! You girls are my closest people! My closest friends! And this isn\u2019t your business. Not at all. What the heck?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWe didn\u2019t want to believe Elena at first,\u201d Maddie, Sofia\u2019s best friend, said. \u201cBut after she showed us proof\u2026 we all knew that Ethan deserved better.\u201d<\/p>\n

Elena took a small step forward. I knew that look on my sister\u2019s face. She was trying extremely hard to keep control. But when she spoke, her voice was steady, cold, and final.<\/p>\n

\u201cSofia, it became our business the moment we found out what kind of person you really are.\u201d<\/p>\n

She lifted her chin slightly.<\/p>\n

\u201cIt became our business the moment we found out who my brother was about to spend his life with.\u201d<\/p>\n

Sofia clenched her fists.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou had no right!\u201d she yelled, her voice rising in panic.<\/p>\n

I tilted my head.<\/p>\n

\u201cNo right? Really? To know the truth about the woman I was going to marry?\u201d<\/p>\n

She turned back to me, her desperation breaking through her anger now.<\/p>\n

\u201cI can explain\u2026 Ethan!\u201d<\/p>\n

I shook my head. I couldn\u2019t bear to hear her explanation. Or lack thereof. On one hand, I wanted to know everything. On the other hand, I just wanted Sofia to walk out of my life forever.<\/p>\n

\u201cNo, Sofia,\u201d I said after a moment. My voice was quiet. Controlled. Firm.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou just don\u2019t like that you got caught.\u201d<\/p>\n

A choked sound escaped her lips. A mix of rage, humiliation, and something close to fear. Her eyes darted around the room again, searching for someone, anyone, to take her side.<\/p>\n

But no one moved. Nobody dared to make a sound. No one came to her rescue.<\/p>\n

The guests sat frozen in their seats, too stunned to react.<\/p>\n

Sofia\u2019s own bridesmaids stood in silence, their black dresses making them look more like pallbearers than wedding attendants.<\/p>\n

She had never felt more alone. I could see it on her face.<\/p>\n

Sofia\u2019s breath faltered.<\/p>\n

Then she turned and ran. She whirled, the skirt of her gown billowing behind her. But in her rush, she stepped on the hem.<\/p>\n

A gasp shot through the crowd as she stumbled, and she barely caught herself before tripping again. Her hands gripped the fabric of her dress, lifting it just enough to escape down the aisle.<\/p>\n

No one stopped her. No one called after her. Not even her parents or her brother.<\/p>\n

I exhaled slowly, releasing a breath I hadn\u2019t realized I was holding.<\/p>\n

Then I turned to Elena.<\/p>\n

She stepped closer, reaching for my hand. I squeezed it in thanks. Around me, guests remained frozen in shock, their eyes moving between me and the empty space where Sofia had been moments ago.<\/p>\n

I looked at my sister, my family, and the bridesmaids who had stood beside me today, not as part of a wedding but as part of something else entirely.<\/p>\n

\u201cI know this isn\u2019t what anyone expected,\u201d I said to the crowd. \u201cBut I\u2019m done pretending. Go inside, eat, drink. I\u2019ll be fine.\u201d<\/p>\n

I walked down the aisle, needing a few moments to myself before going back in. And then I saw her.<\/p>\n

She was sitting on the curb, her white gown spread around her like a ghost of the life she had lost.<\/p>\n

Her hands were shaking, her shoulders were slumped, and she wasn\u2019t the glowing bride anymore. She was just a woman who had finally run out of lies.<\/p>\n

She looked up as I approached, her mascara smudged, her eyes red-rimmed and pleading. She reached out, fingers brushing my sleeve, then she grabbed my wrist, holding it like a lifeline.<\/p>\n

\u201cEthan,\u201d she said. \u201cPlease. I\u2019ll do anything\u2026 just don\u2019t let this be over.\u201d<\/p>\n

I didn\u2019t respond. Instead, I pulled away.<\/p>\n

\u201cI messed up,\u201d she said. \u201cI was scared. I was foolish. But it was never real with him. It was always you, Ethan. It was always you\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

For a moment, I just looked at her.<\/p>\n

\u201cIf it was always me,\u201d I said quietly, \u201cyou wouldn\u2019t have had to say that.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cPlease,\u201d she begged.<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019ll ask your mother to bring some dinner out for you,\u201d I said.<\/p>\n

I turned away and didn\u2019t stop walking. I didn\u2019t look back.<\/p>\n

Instead, I went back into the venue and helped myself to the dinner buffet<\/p>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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