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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.

“swamped with work, sorry

me, Jocelyn had gotten

with a wedding planner.

six freaking

down to the damn fork selection, Lorian had personally micromanaged

detail.

had been edited by him–scenes carefully selected for maximum

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

me burn.

phone just as I heard the shower turn off. Then I

days.

dinner, Father Lancelot wouldn’t shut up about his son’s wedding

on a show of being annoyed but casually agreed, setting the wedding date for three days later.

slipped from my trembling fingers and clattered against my plate.

after that.

Mom pulled me into her room, her face tight with

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

her graying hair,

don’t

with Mr. Lancelot. Don’t care about what others say”

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

be her reward for trying to find

Lorian was already sprawled on my bed like he owned it.

lips brushing against my ear in that

make me melt.

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

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