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 up

surged through me, my

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

you stop taking it

thought I knew

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

looking back. I realized he

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

is the only one who'd marry me. If I tear

finish, Antonio snatched the certificate from her hands.

don't say things

ket

everything is perfect forre marriage,

to me, his face

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

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

want to mess up your relationship. Everything was

If you're angry, take it out

her act, I

you've learned a lot from her Bitch, you deserve your illness"

leaving my

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