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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.

with work, sorry babe,” he

he gave me, Jocelyn had gotten a matching one. Plus extras I never

messages was with a wedding

six freaking

down to the damn fork

detail.

been edited by him–scenes carefully selected for maximum humiliation.

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one sick purpose: to completely expose our “inappropriate relationship” at his

me burn.

heard the shower turn off.

days.

up about his son’s

annoyed but casually agreed, setting the wedding date for three days later.

and clattered

after that.

dinner, Mom pulled me into her room,

decision to study abroad? Weren’t you dead set on joining the company

hair, my

and please don’t tell

I leave here, just be happy with Mr.

to remarry. No matter what Lorian thought, my mother never wrecked anyone’s marriage.

humiliation shouldn’t be her reward for trying

my bedroom, Lorian was already sprawled on my bed

his arms, lips brushing against my ear in that

make me melt.

us. The wedding’s

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