Enemy to Soulmate
Language: en
On my wedding day, as Dennis waited at the altar, I did not run. Instead, I walked toward him arm in arm with his biggest rival, holding up a newly stamped document. “You can keep the wedding party,” I said calmly. “I already gave him the marriage license.” The night before, a hotel keycard had led me to the same suite where Dennis once proposed. But inside, I found him in bed with another woman. He barely flinched, lighting a cigarette as he explained he was tired of hiding the affair. “You’ll still be my wife,” he shrugged, claiming no one else would marry me after the ten years I’d…