She Stole My Groom And The Curse
Language: en
I asked my best friend to try on her bridesmaid dress. Instead, she walked out wearing my bridal gown. That should have been the first red flag. On the morning of the wedding, the final flag was waved. Sienna and my fiancé, Preston, stumbled out of the same hotel room together, clothes disheveled, hair a mess. The hotel staff froze in shock. My parents were screaming, on the verge of hysterics. Preston walked over to me, guilt written all over his face, and pulled me into a hug. I didn't scream. I didn't fight. Instead, I smiled calmly and told them, right then and there, that they could…