The Backup Bride's Revenge
Language: en
When I was eighteen, I walked in on my sister lifting Declan's shirt, tracing the lines of his abs. The boy stood there, shirt loose, letting her do whatever she wanted. At twenty-two, Declan listened to his family and married me instead. But everyone knew the truth. Even with a ring on my finger, he never got over the sister he loved so fiercely. Later, I asked for a divorce. He stayed silent for a long time before signing the papers. "If you ever need help, just ask." At twenty-eight, I returned to attend Declan and my sister’s wedding. He looked darkly at the man standing beside…