When My Lies Turned Real
Language: en
The night before the wedding, my fiancé Damien told me about a wedding custom from his hometown. The bride must cross over a burning brazier without wearing underwear, or she would offend the gods and bring disaster. I agreed reluctantly, thinking of him. Until the wedding day, when Nina suddenly lifted my skirt and shouted with a laugh. "Everyone come look! I knew she wasn't wearing anything underneath!" "Elara, I was just making a bet with friends about whether you'd wear underwear. You're not mad, are you?" I was utterly humiliated and knocked the camera from her hands. But…