Message From My Future Fiancé
Language: en
The night I accepted his proposal, a message flashed from an unknown number. The sender’s name chilled me: "Samuel, from the future." I brushed it off as a joke, texting back, asking with a laugh if he’d finally married me, and whether we’d had a cute baby. There was a long pause before the reply came. He said we did marry, becoming the envy of everyone. Then the messages turned dark. He admitted to cheating—with my own sister, Victoria. On the night of our engagement, they’d gotten drunk, and he confused her for me. It became an "unforgettable night." He described her wild passion, so…