My parents always favored my sister Melissa and ignored me. I learned to stay unnoticed rather than face criticism — until Melissa spread lies about me, and my parents believed her. Despite that, I earned a scholarship and went to college, where I found peace, confidence, and love with Ryan, who later proposed.
When my parents offered to pay for our wedding, they demanded Melissa walk down the aisle first in a white dress. I was shocked, but Ryan agreed and spent months winning them over. Secretly, we arranged security and made one rule: no one enters after the bride. On our wedding day, Melissa arrived late and was turned away. Cameras caught her meltdown while I walked down the aisle proud and free. We used their money, vendors, and expectations to reclaim my story.