I was her fiancé, the man who had cherished her, the man who had fought for her love. What had I done wrong?If she had just told me from the beginning that she loved someone else, I would have let her go.
It wouldn’t have hurt as much as it did now.But she had lied to me, deceived me, and used me as her backup plan, her safety net.She shattered my dreams of love and marriage. She ruined the future I thought we would share.She had to pay for what she’d done.
I copied all the surveillance footage, every second of it. Over the next few days, I took time off from work, pretending to be busy with wedding preparations. I told Olivia that I needed to go on a business trip of my own. Then I packed a few things and moved into a hotel.
I set up surveillance at home, installing cameras everywhere, and even managed to install tracking software on her phone. I knew exactly where she was, what she was doing, and who she was with.It didn’t take long before I found out she had planned a big party the night before the wedding.
A “wild” bachelorette party with a lot of guests.She even wrote about it in that blog post, signing off with her final update.I was filled with rage, but I forced myself to stay calm. I kept moving forward with my plan.
A few days before the wedding, I returned home. The air still carried that sickening scent, but Olivia was oblivious to everything. She eagerly looked forward to the ceremony.On the day of the wedding, I invited everyone. Her friends, her family, and even her dying mother.The ceremony was lively and beautiful, with Olivia smiling radiantly.But then, in an instant, her smile froze on her face…
