22 August 2026

On my wedding day, I showed up with a black eye. My fiancé stood beside me…

But by then I wasn’t inside the wedding I had planned anymore. I was standing inside the truth.

I looked at Ethan.

“What did you just say?”

His smile faded into irritation, like I was causing a scene over something trivial.

“Don’t start,” he muttered quietly. “We’re in the middle of the ceremony.”

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