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.
A black velvet box landed on the coffee table, revealing a diamond necklace that glittered coldly beneath the light. Three days before our wedding, he had finally chosen not to spend the day with I know what happened at Leah's wedding hurt you.
He picked up the necklace and stepped behind me. After we're married, I'll keep my distance from her. The cold chain touched my neck. I turned my head away. You think a necklace makes up for that wedding?
Grayson's hand stopped in mid-air and his patience began to fade. We didn't legally register the marriage. I was just helping her fulfill her grandmother's dying wish. Serena, you never used to be this heartless. The table was covered with wedding vows, formal wear catalogs, and guest lists.
He hadn't looked at a single page since he walked in. If Leah and I both needed you on our wedding day, who would you choose? The living room fell silent. Grayson avoided my gaze and idly flipped through the guest list. What kind of ridiculous question is that? Leah already agreed to be your bridesmaid.
Once we're married, everything will go back to normal. I pressed my hand over the pages he had disturbed. Answer me. me. His phone suddenly rang. Leah's name flashed across the screen. Grayson answered immediately.
Gray, grandma's condition has gotten worse. The doctor wants me to sign off on a new treatment plan, but I'm scared. Can you please come be with me? The legs of his chair scraped harshly across the floor. Grayson grabbed his car keys and headed for the door. I pushed the vows toward the edge of