They Chose to Save My Sister and Abandoned Me. When We Met Again at Her Wedding, the Groom Spoke—and Everything Collapsed.

for his hand, but he took a sharp step backward, as if her touch might contaminate him.

“Don’t touch me,” he said, and the loathing in his voice was so potent it felt like a physical presence in the room.

“What are you doing?” Vanessa’s smile was a terrifying rictus of panic and disbelief. “Is this some kind of joke? Baby, everyone is watching.”

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