Lahat ng Kabanata ng Wedding Inferno: It's Time for Remorse: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

The group chat that had just fallen silent instantly came back to life.My father, John Samson, said, "Brenda really knows how to handle things. Anna, you should learn from her."My mother, Lydia Stone, added, "Exactly. You're the older one, but you still don't measure up to Brenda. You really need to reflect on yourself."Ronald jeered, "If you're going to apologize, do it right. Stop pretending you didn't know. Some people really are rotten to the core."Faced with their insults, I didn't cry or try to explain myself like I used to, and I didn't start an argument either. This had happened far too many times over the years. No matter what I said, they would never believe me, so speaking up felt pointless.I muted the chat, unpinned it, and said nothing more. After that grueling day, my wounds started to heal bit by bit.The hospital days were quiet. While other rooms were full of visitors, mine was almost deserted. A few friends came by now and then, but everyone had their own p

Even after I left, the five of them stayed rooted in place, their faces blank, as if they couldn't understand why I suddenly seemed like a completely different person.When I still cared about them, I had been nothing short of a hysterical lunatic.I didn't understand why the accident that killed Brenda's parents—Uncle Jamie Stone and Aunt Daisy Jones—at my birthday party would be blamed on me. I couldn't grasp why my parents and Ronald acted as though taking care of me was a crime against Brenda after she moved in.I didn't understand why Alan, who had promised to love only me his entire life, gradually began to feel something for Brenda. They all saw me as the villain who had hurt the innocent Brenda. Meanwhile, the innocent Brenda was spoiled, receiving everything I had ever wanted, and I had nothing.As I watched them abandon me one by one in the raging fire, I realized there was no way I could ever compete with Brenda. I didn't want to fight anymore. I didn't want to lose myse

Brenda's face fell instantly.It was simple. She had planned all of this from the start. She had never been kind enough to step in and handle the wedding for me. What she wanted all along was to replace me completely. Asking Alan and my family to bring me here was nothing more than an excuse to witness my suffering and hopelessness.Cynthia couldn't hold back her laughter. "Holy crap, did Alan seriously just call out her little schemes in front of everyone?"With that, she stepped forward with a few of my friends and gave my parents, Alan, and Ronald a scolding they wouldn't forget. "Anna was severely burned, and all you could think about was having someone else take her place at the wedding. During the entire month she was in the hospital, did any of you even bother to show up? Do you have any idea how much pain she endured?"She let out a scoff and continued, "You're a bunch of idiots, swarming around that pretentious bitch like flies while abandoning your own daughter, your si

Alan's eyes immediately welled up with tears. "You don't love me anymore? How could that be? Anna, you're lying to me, aren't you?"I had never seen him so disheveled and pleading, yet my heart no longer stirred for him. "I'm not lying. Just go."He wanted to say more, but the security guards dragged him away. From across the room, Mom, Dad, and Ronald saw how coldly I had treated Alan and didn't dare come closer. They stayed back as I made my way into the banquet hall, and I never looked back.This time, it felt like something had truly changed. After returning home, I moved into the small house I had bought outright and invited friends I hadn't seen in years. We shared stories of everything that had happened and confided in each other.The atmosphere was perfect, but then someone knocked on my door. Through the peephole, I saw Mom, Dad, and Ronald. Somehow, they had found out where I lived and actually came to see me.I ignored their knock and dove back into the fun with my fr

Alan was about to ask me something and step forward, but a tall man grabbed him by the collar. "Anna, who are they?" a tall man asked, looking at me with confusion.I beamed and threw myself into his arms. "What are you doing here?"He gave a shy smile. "Mom baked the cookies you love and asked me to bring them to you. She said she was worried you'd be home too late and they wouldn't taste right. By the way, who are these people? Were they here to harm you?"I ignored them and laughed lightly. "They're not important. Just see them out. Look at the flowers you gave me—I've done my best to keep them alive. Let's take them home with us when we leave."Harrison smiled fondly and steered the shocked group out the door.That was the last time I ever saw Alan, and the last time I saw my parents and Ronald. By the time I heard about them again, I was already home with Harrison.Cynthia messaged me, savoring every bit of their trouble, and updated me on how they were doing. When Alan