I Poisoned Myself At Your Wedding
Language: en
On my wedding day, my fiancé slid the diamond ring meant for me onto my sister’s finger right in front of my eyes. I stood there, frozen, watching Toby cup Daphne’s face and press a tender kiss to her lips. My mind went completely blank. Before I could even process the sight, Toby took Daphne by the hand and walked out of the bridal boutique. "Stop!" I lunged forward to chase after them, but my parents stepped in, blocking my path like a wall of cold stone. My father’s voice was devoid of warmth. "Toby’s heart has always belonged to Daphne." My mother sniffed, her eyes scanning me…