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.

was, backing

through me, my eyes

didn't notice and continued, "That's between your parents. It has nothing

stop taking it out on

I thought I

long ago, we went to visit my mother's grave together, and he had driven Celia away when she

back. I realized he was trying to protect

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

the only one who'd marry me. If I tear this up, will it make

could finish, Antonio snatched the certificate from

don't say things

ket

s everything is perfect

to

doesn't have much time

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 and

to mess up your relationship.

take it

Celia keep up her act,

lot from her Bitch, you deserve your illness" I let all my anger

nowhere, leaving my cheek stinging. I looked

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