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It was dark outside the window when I finally woke up. The doctor asked how long it had been since I had taken the poison. I could not move. All I could do was blink once. The doctor turned to the nurse and said, "Keep trying to contact his family." The nurse opened my phone. Yvonne was my only emergency contact. The first call went unanswered. She declined the second and finally answered the third. "Who's this?" Yvonne sounded furious. In the background, Ernie was asking which dress shoes suited his best man outfit better. The nurse glanced toward my bed. "This is Central City Hospital. Mr. Alex Shaw has been poisoned, and we're trying to resuscitate him. You need to come right away." The line was silent for almost two full seconds before asking, "Did he put you up to this?" "We don't have time for jokes," the nurse said. Yvonne laughed coldly. "He was just making a scene about canceling the wedding, and he found a hospital willing to play along in just two hours."

I never showed up for our wedding. At nine that morning, Yvonne called me for the first time. No one answered. At ten, the wedding cars pulled up outside the hotel. Her father could not find me, and he threw the bridal bouquet onto a table. "Who does he think he is? Yvonne, you're not going to pick him up. Give in today, and he'll walk all over this family after this!" Ernie wore his best man's suit. My wedding ring was still on his finger. "Don't get upset. Alex is definitely hiding nearby, just waiting for Yvonne to beg him to come out." Yvonne stared at her phone. Our conversation was still suspended on that single word. [OK.] Her anger flared again as she said, "He promised he would come. Let everyone wait." By eleven, all the guests had arrived. At eleven thirty, the officiant asked for the third time when the groom was arriving. Yvonne sent me more than a dozen messages. [Are you still throwing a tantrum?] [You have until noon.] [Come over right now, and

When Yvonne returned to the hotel, the wedding guests were still there. Her father was directing the staff to take down the large screen. "Nobody says a word about what happened today. Alex took that poison himself. It has nothing to do with our family." The police stopped the staff. "You can't delete any recordings yet. Three days ago, someone pushed an empty car into the river to stage an accident. That triggered a water rescue operation. Everyone involved in this prank needs to cooperate with the investigation." People in the hall began backing away. One by one, the friends who had been cheering earlier lowered their heads. Ernie's face paled. "I didn't push the car. I just came up with the idea. Yvonne agreed to test Alex." Yvonne stood in the doorway, still in her wedding dress. Dust from outside the morgue stained her dress. She growled, "You told me he wouldn't really die for me." Ernie's eyes became red. "How was I supposed to know he would really ingest poison? Wha

The video of the prank was leaked out anyway. A wedding guest had apparently been livestreaming. Everything was recorded, from the staged death to the hospital's calls, from the police arriving to the officer producing my death certificate. Yvonne's family business lost several major partnerships because of it. The people who had staged the accident were also being investigated. The first time Ernie called Yvonne after he was taken into custody, he cried and begged her to find him a lawyer. She simply asked one question. "Did you laugh while Alex was kneeling in the funeral home?" Ernie fell silent. She hung up and never answered another call from him. Her father still believed I had killed myself just to get back at their family. He said, "If he'd taken poison, why didn't he tell us sooner? He did all this because he wanted you to regret it for the rest of your life." Yvonne moved everything that belonged to her family out of our new home. She only kept the mug I used,