All Chapters of Love, Lies, and I Do: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

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1. The Best Man

Denver slept deeply, undisturbed, as the rain tapped steadily against the window. He hugged his sweet-smelling pillow, stirring occasionally with the thunder clapping outside. But the sound of thunder became oddly persistent, awakening him out of his sleep. It was constant banging or thumping toward the front of the house. He squeezed his eyes shut, hoping to block out the noise, grabbed his pillow over his head, and tried to ignore it. But the loud, constant rumbling and banging wouldn’t stop; it sounded more like someone urgently knocking on his front door than just thunder.He creaks one eye open, agitatedly ruffling his already disheveled hair. Sitting up in bed, trying to make sure it's not his imagination. He clearly heard the loud sound again. “Thump, thump, thump!”He creaks one eye open, agitatedly ruffling his already disheveled hair. Sitting up in bed, trying to make sure it's not his imagination. He clearly heard the loud sound again. “Thump, thump, thump!”Denver rubbed h

2. Betrayal, Marriage and Revenge

India set her mug down and turned to face him. "I’m still planning to get married this weekend. I know Marcus, he’ll show up. He’s too proud, not too. But when he does, I want revenge. I want to shock him and hurt him. After what he did behind my back, after months of lying, he deserves to feel the pain he’s caused me.”“But India, what if he doesn’t show up to the wedding?”“I don’t want to be left at the altar, or be the one to cancel everything at the last minute. It’s too embarrassing. I couldn’t face my family and friends; they had already made plans to be here. Denver, it’s too humiliating to tell everyone there won’t be a wedding."“India, I get that you’re hurt, and you don't want to have to disappoint your family and friends, but it's not your fault, and most people will understand, and so what if people talk, let them talk.”“That’s the point. People will talk, so let’s give them something to talk about. I want to make him jealous,” she said, her voice growing stronger. “Rea

3. Marriage of convenience

Denver didn’t sleep at all last night. He tossed and turned, his mind racing, replaying the moment he looked up and saw India’s eyes locked on his. He’d never seen that kind of intensity in anyone before. It was as if she was daring him to say no, daring him to jump with her into the unknown.“I’m suggesting we get married.”Her words echoed in his mind. Marriage. That word had always meant something sacred to him, not some kind of game, fake or real. His parents were the gold standard, together for almost 40 years and still holding hands at the movies.But India wasn’t talking about love or forever. For her, this was about taking a stand in the only way she knew how: refusing to let Marcus win again, reclaiming dignity after months of feeling powerless. She wanted to show her family that, at twenty-six years old, she’s not some dumb kid, a reckless teenager, or a self-destructive young adult. It was time to be a woman. And she’d vowed to herself and her family that she would start ma

4. Truths Instead Of Vows

The air inside the sun-drenched chapel was thick with anticipation. White rose petals lined the aisle, golden light filtered through stained glass, and the guests buzzed with excitement. At the altar, two handsome men stood, Marcus with his best man, Denver, and India, the bride-to-be, her smile both tense and hopeful. For a moment, it felt like the world held its breath, waiting to witness the vows and the promise of forever.But forever is a promise only fate can keep.The ceremony started, and the words seemed to blur together. Denver’s heart pounded in his chest. He watched Marcus take India’s hand and recite his vows with confidence and resolve, promising forever."What a dirtbag," Denver thought to himself, bitterness twisting in his chest. He had always known Marcus could be a little reckless, but watching him stand there so sure, lying through his teeth as he recited the vows as if nothing could shake them, sent a wave of resentment through Denver. Was this really the man he h

5. Lies Exposed

But India’s voice was fierce as she cut him off. “Marcus! I know you cheated on me. But did you lie to this woman to steal her from your best friend, who you said was like a brother, family to you?”Marcus’s shoulders slumped. His eyes flicked to Denver, desperate for mercy. “It was a mistake. I never meant for any of this.”Vanessa let out a brittle laugh. “You meant it enough to lie. You meant it enough to keep him in the dark and your fiancée, while stealing me from him.”Denver clenched his fists. “You told me you were happy that I had finally found someone to love, Marcus. You lied. Is there anything about you that’s real?”“Denver, I—” Marcus started, but the words faltered, guilt choking him.India stepped back, her dress whispering against the floor. “How long, Marcus? How many women have you been cheating with on me? How many lies have you told us?”Marcus’s voice was raw, pleading. “India, I love you. I do. Vanessa was hurt, and I was trying to console her when I became weak.

6. A Roaring Reception

The ballroom looked like a fairytale, sparkling with crystal chandeliers and gleaming polished marble underfoot. The air, however, was heavy with suspicion and curious eyes, scented faintly with spilled champagne, wilting roses, and the sugary tang of icing from the untouched cake. Gossip and curiosity seemed to swirl with every movement; the clinking of glasses and low murmurs rippled against a backdrop of gentle jazz from the band, the melody barely audible beneath the anxious din. Guests clustered in tightly knotted groups, some trailing the sweet trace of perfume as they whispered, eyes darting to the empty bride’s and groom’s tables and the sagging, half-finished wedding cake that sat exposed beneath the harsh gleam of the overhead lights.Denver stood in the middle of it all, his tie undone, jacket thrown over his shoulder. Across from him, India, his bride but not his wife, wore her white dress like protective armor, her eyes rimmed red from crying and laughing in the same hour.

7. The Calm Before The Storm

"I've got to be honest, I feel nervous," India said, looking at him sincerely. "Okay, red or white?""Red is as good as any," India said.Denver walked away feeling relieved that he wasn't the only one nervous about all of this. He picked up two glasses. She needed a drink too. Denver took a seat at the table and poured his drink, and then poured hers. They both picked up their glass of wine and drank it down. As they looked up at each other and then at the empty glasses, they both laughed. "Well, that broke the ice," Denver said, still laughing."It's been a wild and crazy day," India said, placing the glass down on the table and wrapping her nervous hands around it."Yes, it has been unlike anything I've ever experienced in life. And I have had some insane things happen.""I hope you don't think this is insane, even though it is. I had made arrangements for our, what I meant to say, for me and Marcus's honeymoon.""Oh, yeah, that does come next." He said, slightly surprised as

8. Trouble Looms

The knock at the door was thunderous, shaking the picture frames on Denver’s walls. You would have thought it was the police. India stiffened, eyes wide and red from hours of silent tears. Denver pressed his palm to her shoulder, steadying her—steadying himself. He’d been preparing for this moment since the phone call: Marcus’s parents, furious and humiliated, were coming to retrieve their son.He heard Mrs. Holman’s voice before the door even opened. “Denver! Open up this door right now!” Her words were sharp, slicing through the thin air of Denver’s living room. Denver opened the door slowly, bracing himself. Marcus’s mother stormed in, eyes wild, lips twisted tight. Mr. Holman followed, his face a mask of weary resignation, one arm already bracing against Marcus, who slouched, glassy-eyed, on the sofa.Mrs. Holman’s gaze landed on India. “You!” Her finger jabbed through the air. “You little cheap tramp. I knew you were trouble the minute Marcus brought you to our home to meet you

9. Married With Cold Feet

The next morning, the only thing that came out of Denver's mouth was;"Were you able to change the honeymoon suite to separate rooms?""Yes, they say it's a two-bedroom lovely cottage so that you will have your own room." "With a lock on the door?""Yes," she replied, looking at him strangely.All I'm interested in on this trip is doing things I've never done before and relaxing." Denver states.In the taxi to the airport, India kept looking at him strangely. Did he wake up on the wrong side of the bed? They boarded the plane, and the strangeness continued; it had completely thrown her off. Once they had been seated in first class. India was so distracted by his behavior that she barely noticed where she was sitting.Denver maneuvered in these plush leather comfortable seats, as his head fell back, letting out a sigh. He looked relaxed and content, though he felt her big, pretty eyes on him.Who is this guy sitting next to her? India looks at his long legs and feet, then back up at

10. Peculiar Honeymoon Behavior

Denver didn't know what to do or think, yet he found himself in a peculiar situation. Even though he put their luggage in the trunk, he calmed himself by thinking, "about the wedding," as he got into the back seat of the car. Once the vehicle started up, he noticed she gave him a strange glance. He didn't know what to make of the face she gave him.So Denver ignored it. He tried to keep his eyes open, but he was too exhausted from the events of last night and today. He couldn't believe what was happening to him, and yet he tried to fight off the drowsiness, pressing the button to roll down the back window, hoping the cool breeze would keep him awake. Instead, it put him right to sleep. He was out for the entire ride.The car stopped moving he woke up. Denver sees a blue-and-white beach house. His eyes follow India as she steps out of the car, and the taxi driver opens the trunk.“Sir, you can get your suitcases.”When Denver got out of the small car, his eyes briefly canvassed the nei

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