I thought I’d hit the jackpot with my fiancé—kind, caring, protective. Days before our wedding, we hosted his friends, but something felt off. They kept giving me strange, pitying looks.
Overhearing his best man whisper, “Poor girl, she has no idea…” my heart sank. I hid and listened as they discussed a secret about my fiancé.
That night, I confronted him. At first, he denied it, but eventually confessed: a year before we met, he’d been in serious debt. A friend had secretly paid it off in exchange for my fiancé working for him indefinitely—even if it meant moving right after our wedding.
Relieved yet hurt, we talked it through and found a solution. The next day, he arranged a repayment plan that didn’t threaten our life together.
On our wedding day, we walked down the aisle honestly and openly, promising to face the future without secrets.