chapter 1:The wedding disaster

The church was silent.

Too silent.

Lina’s fingers trembled as she held her bouquet, her eyes fixed on the empty entrance.

“He’ll come,” someone whispered behind her.

But deep down, she already knew the truth.

He wasn’t coming.

Five minutes passed.

Then ten.

Then the whispers started growing louder.

“Did the groom run away?”

“How embarrassing…”

Her chest tightened, and suddenly, breathing felt like a punishment.

This was supposed to be the happiest day of her life.

Instead, it was turning into a nightmare.

Just as she was about to step down from the altar, the church doors burst open.

Relief flooded her chest.

He came.

But the moment she saw him… her world shattered.

He wasn’t alone.

Her fiancé walked in, holding another woman’s hand.

A woman in a tight red dress… smiling like she had just won.

“I’m sorry, Lina,” he said casually, not even meeting her eyes. “I can’t marry you.”

The bouquet slipped from her hands.

“What…?” her voice came out as a whisper.

“I’m in love with her,” he continued, squeezing the other woman’s hand. “This wedding is off.”

Gasps filled the church.

Lina stood frozen.

Humiliated.

Broken.

Destroyed.

The guests stared at her like she was a joke.

Her own relatives looked away in shame.

“Say something!” her aunt hissed from the front row.

But what was she supposed to say?

That her life had just fallen apart?

That the man she loved had just replaced her like she meant nothing?

Tears blurred her vision, but she refused to let them fall.

Not here.

Not in front of everyone.

Not like this.

She straightened her back slowly.

“Fine,” she said, her voice trembling but firm. “Go.”

Her fiancé didn’t hesitate.

He turned and walked out with the other woman, leaving her alone at the altar.

Just like that.

Lina swallowed the lump in her throat.

She needed to leave.

Now.

Before she completely broke down.

She lifted her dress and hurried toward the exit, ignoring the whispers, the stares, the pity.

But just as she stepped outside—

She bumped into someone.

Hard.

“Watch where you’re going,” a deep, cold voice said.

Lina looked up—

And her breath caught.

The man standing in front of her was tall, dangerously handsome, dressed in a perfectly tailored black suit.

His sharp eyes studied her like she was nothing more than a stranger.

But she knew him.

And that made her blood run cold.

It was him.

The one man she never wanted to see again.

The man who once destroyed her life.

He tilted his head slightly, a faint smirk forming on his lips.

“Well,” he said slowly, “this is… interesting.”

Lina’s heart pounded.

Of all people…

Why him?

The room got more and more silent than it was.

A chill run through my spine.

Of all the people to run into why him especially on my wedding day.

I definitely knew it was not going to end well.

The perfect life I had envisioned was soon going to end badly.