A woman arrives at her best friend's wedding only to discover the groom is her own fiancé. As the betrayal unravels, she must confront the two people she trusted most and decide whether to walk away or fight for the truth.
someone else's wedding in the suit i had chosen for him accusing me of being unreasonable i only have one question i stared at him are you the groom today camera flashes erupted around us Grayson's Adam's apple bobbed. Yes, but this is just a ceremony.
He said it so casually, as though the aisle, the vows, and the kiss meant nothing at all. Leah stepped through the rose petals scattered across the floor, lifting the skirt of her wedding gown. Leah approached, lifting the skirt of her wedding gown with one hand and wiping away tears with the other. The diamond on her ring finger
the light, almost painfully bright. Serena, you've got it all wrong. my grandmother is gravely ill her last wish was to see me in a wedding dress Grayson gently wiped away her tears before turning to me Lee and I didn't file any legal paperwork this won't affect our wedding next week you get me
for the rest of my life she's only borrowing me for one day a few sympathetic sighs rose from the guests it's just an old woman's dying wish does that girl have no compassion my gaze dropped to Leah's hand if everything Everything else is fake. Is the ring fake too?
I had designed that wedding ring myself. I had revised the design 17 times. I had even hidden our initials inside the setting. It was supposed to be the ring he placed on my finger next week.
Leah grabbed a fistful of her skirt, trying to hide her hand in the layers of white