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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.

he’d texted me “swamped with work, sorry

gotten

in his messages was with a wedding planner. This whole wedding had been in

six freaking

down to the damn fork

detail.

had been edited by him–scenes carefully

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purpose: to completely expose our “inappropriate relationship” at

me burn.

his phone just as I heard the shower turn off. Then I booked a

days.

Father Lancelot wouldn’t shut up about

show of being annoyed but casually agreed, setting the wedding date for three days

trembling fingers and clattered against my

after that.

into her room, her

on joining the company

hair, my

please don’t

just be happy with Mr. Lancelot. Don’t care

No matter

be her reward for

returned to my bedroom, Lorian was already sprawled on my bed

pulled me into his arms, lips brushing against my ear in

make me melt.

angry? You know we can’t go public with us. The wedding’s just for show–it’s

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