Revenge on My Ex-fiancé

Kellys POVThe hallway stretched longer than it should have. My heels clicked against the hardwood, each step sharp in the quiet of Thomas's apartment. In three days, I would walk down an aisle toward him, repeat vows I've memorized on index cards tucked in my bedside drawer. The rehearsal dinner had ended an hour ago. I came back to grab the earrings I'd forgotten on his dresser.Then I heard something unexpected. My hand froze on the sitting room door handle. The moan came again, softer this time, trailing off into a whimper that curled through the gap in the bedroom door left half-open. My ears had to be wrong. The building's old pipes groaned sometimes. Maybe that was all I heard.I pushed the strange feeling aside and turned to leave.But the sound came again, and curiosity got the better of me. I pushed the door wider. Then I saw someone familiar. If my ears were wrong, my eyes couldn't be wrong. From the back, I could tell it was Natalia, my best friend. "Ouch baby!""Fuc

Kelly's POV. I stared at myself in the mirror, barely recognizing the woman looking back at me. The wedding dress hugged my body perfectly, its long train spreading across the floor behind me. My hair was styled neatly, my makeup flawless, and the diamond earrings Thomas had once chosen for me glittered against my ears. I looked like a bride ready to marry the man she loved. No one looking at me would guess that I had spent the entire night preparing for his downfall.Natalia stood behind me, adjusting the veil with a bright smile. “Kelly, you look absolutely beautiful. Congratulations, girl. I still can't believe you are finally getting married.”I smiled at her reflection.“Thank you, Natalia.”She wrapped her arms around me from behind.“You deserve this happiness.”The words almost made me laugh.Happiness?This woman had helped destroy mine.For years, I had treated Natalia like a sister. I had used my salary from Hawthorne Global Group, where I worked as a branch manager, to su