I proposed to Antonio Kaufman, my boyfriend of seven years.

But what greeted me was my stepsister, Celia Parrish, holding up her marriage certificate with Antonio.

Apparently. Antonio had been cheating on me. He had given his heart to

Celia.

I had lost, completely and utterly.

But I wasn't about to forgive what they'd done.

"Grace, I have cancer," Celia sobbed, holding onto my dress. "My last wish is to have a fancy wedding. Could you wait until I'm gone to propose to Antonio?"

"Stop lying," I said coldly, shaking her off. I was done with their drama.

Antonio glared at me. "She's your sis. Can't you be a little more understanding?"

I froze, stunned by his words.

He knew well that Celia's mom had destroyed my family.

Using her pregnancy, her mom forced my dad to get a divorce.

there Antonio was, backing

surged through me, my

continued, "That's between your parents. It has nothing to do

stop taking

man I thought I

ago, we went to visit my mother's grave together, and

looking back. I realized he was trying to

looked at Antonio with gratitude, her tears streaming down as she

Grace. Antonio is the only one who'd marry me. If

the certificate from her hands.

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to me,

Celia doesn't have much time left. When it's over,

certificate, I couldn't believe a word he said. The curious looks from the crowd felt like needles, making me feel more like a clown than a bride. Before I could respond, Celia sobbed louder and stepped between me

to mess up your relationship. Everything was

it

Celia keep up her act, I couldn't

learned a lot from her Bitch, you

slap came out of nowhere, leaving my cheek stinging. I looked at Antonio

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