Two years ago, I thought I’d found my forever in Ethan. He was charming and thoughtful, and seven months ago, he proposed. We planned our wedding together, picking every detail. But one month before the big day, everything fell apart.
I surprised Ethan with takeout, but when I entered his apartment, I knew something was off. I found him in bed with my sister, Lauren. Ethan calmly admitted he loved her, and they’d been seeing each other for a while. I was heartbroken and furious.
A few days later, my parents took their side, telling me I should be happy for them. But the final blow came when they revealed that Lauren would take my place as the bride in the wedding. I walked away, never looking back.
On the wedding day, I showed up to witness chaos. Ethan, it turned out, was a con artist who had scammed multiple women, including Lauren. As the officers closed in on him, I felt a sense of justice. For the first time, I smiled.
A year later, I’m marrying Officer Matt, the cop who was there when everything fell apart. Life has a funny way of working out.
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