Backup Bride — Episode 2

I unlocked my phone. The wallpaper was a photo of Ethan and I, both of us smiling so happily. Fragments of conversation drifted in through the half-open window. That wedding convoy that just passed was insane. They were all supercars.

The groom must be absolutely crazy about the bride. She's so lucky. My fingers trembled ever so slightly. Life's so unfair.

I just saw a bride who actually had to take a taxi to her own wedding. The traffic light turned green. A chorus of impatient horns erupted behind us. The driver quickly turned the wheel and made a smooth U-turn.

Stop following us. I had the convoy speed up on purpose. You can't run into Lena. Lena. She doesn't like sharing the spotlight. Come in through the back entrance

in the lounge. If anyone sees two bride in the ballroom, Lena will become the topic of gossip. Half an hour earlier, when he dragged me out of the wedding car in front of everyone and shoved me into a taxi, he never cared whether people would gossip about me. I'm not getting married anymore. Enjoy your moment with Lena. Just as I was about to hit

send, my screen exploded with notifications from a group chat. It was the wedding party group chat. Ever since Ethan added me, it had been so quiet it barely seemed to exist. Getting married today!

A dozen high-definition photos flooded the chat instantly. Lena had her arm abind Ethan as they posed like an intimate couple.