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When I unlocked Lorian’s phone, the first thing I spotted was his pinned WhatsApp contact-“Jocelyn” with a little heart emoji next to it.

I tapped on their conversation, heart pounding.

Beyond the cute emoji responses were dozens of surveillance videos–of my bedroom.

My private moments captured like I was some kind of lab specimen.

The messages underneath cut deeper than any knife could.

“Like I promised, babe, this is all about payback. I’ll play these videos at the wedding ceremony. After that, Sylvia will be completely erased from the Lancelot family picture. And it’ll be just you and me–the way it should’ve been all along.”

“Before you become Mrs. Lancelot, I’m clearing out all the obstacles. Nothing but happiness ahead for us.”

Jocelyn, baby, I love you. Always have.”

I glanced up at the teddy bear he’d given me six years ago, sitting innocently on my shelf. In the dim light, its eyes seemed to glow with a creepy red light.

So that was it. From day one, he’d been plotting how to get rid of me–just another “obstacle” in his path.

God, I was pathetic–drowning in his fake promises, thinking I was living some fairy tale.

I clicked through to Lorian’s private photo album. It was stuffed with pictures of him and Jocelyn

together.

Their relationship chronicled from college to now–a complete timeline of their actual love story.

when he’d texted me “swamped with work, sorry babe,” he was actually with her.

Jocelyn had gotten

wedding planner.

freaking months.

damn fork

detail.

had been edited by

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for a Lie: My

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our “inappropriate relationship” at his wedding and

me burn.

off. Then I booked a flight leaving the country in

days.

Lancelot wouldn’t shut up about his son’s wedding plans.

on a show of being annoyed but casually agreed,

my trembling fingers and clattered against my plate. Couldn’t taste a damn

after that.

me into her room, her face tight

study abroad? Weren’t you dead set on joining the company with your brother?

hair, my throat

and please don’t tell him.”

I leave here, just be happy with

knew how hard it had been for her to remarry. No matter what Lorian thought, my mother

for trying to find

my bedroom, Lorian was already sprawled on my

me into his arms, lips

make me melt.

us. The wedding’s just for show–it’s all an act, babe.

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