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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.

texted me “swamped with work, sorry

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

second chat in his messages was with a wedding planner. This whole

six freaking

damn fork selection, Lorian had personally micromanaged every

detail.

been edited by him–scenes carefully

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completely expose our “inappropriate relationship” at his

me burn.

his phone just as I heard the shower turn off. Then I booked a flight leaving the country in

days.

up about his son’s wedding

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

slipped from my trembling fingers and clattered against my plate.

after that.

Mom pulled me into her room, her face tight with worry.

you dead set on joining the company with your

at her graying hair, my throat tightened.

please don’t tell

just be happy 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, my mother never wrecked

be her reward for

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

into his arms, lips brushing against my ear in that

make me melt.

us. The wedding’s just

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