Melomiri

I Married His Rival Next Door

Language: en

On our wedding day, Zavier took a wrong turn. He didn't just miss a street; he navigated the entire sixteen-car bridal procession directly to his childhood sweetheart’s driveway. He even posted a selfie on Instagram, rubbing his temples with a sheepish grin. "Can’t believe I actually managed to get lost on my own wedding day. Facepalm." The comments section exploded. Nobody stood up for me. Instead, they teased, "Maybe the universe is trying to tell you something," or "Looks like destiny is still pulling the strings." My mother sat beside me in the bridal suite, her face pale under her…

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