His First Love Crashed My Wedding
On my wedding day, my fiance's first love appeared at the wedding ceremony wearing the exact same haute couture gown as mine.
I watched them stand together at the entrance, greeting the guests as if they were the bride and groom.
Maintaining a calm expression, I complimented them, saying they looked like the perfect couple—beauty and brains, a match made in heaven.
She burst into tears and fled the scene.
He, however, didn't hesitate to humiliate me in front of everyone, accusing me of being petty and narrow-minded.
When the wedding banquet was over, he left for what was supposed to be our honeymoon—with her by his side.
I didn't argue or cause a scene. Instead, I quietly booked an appointment for an abortion.
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