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I was nothing short of hysterical to them. He couldn’t invite our colleagues from work. Who were all these people? “Cormac, tell them! Tell them I’m the one you’re marrying!” I beckoned to him. I turned to the congregation. “I’m the bride! I’m the one that’s supposed to be there! Me.” I gestured towards myself with crystalline eyes. “Cormac! Ava!” I whipped my face around to face them. Attempting to climb up once more the guards snatched me by the arms and moved back.

This was Ariana and Brian's engagement party that was held three years ago! "Could it be… Have I been reborn?" she pondered. Ariana was instantly reminded of her previous life where Brian assumed she had coaxed Belinda into holding the engagement party as soon as possible since she wanted to marry into the Lodge family. So, Brian decided to humiliate Ariana during the engagement party. Ariana could still vividly remember how Brian had tossed his engagement ring into the pool and snickered. "I'll marry you if you manage to retrieve that ring."

Isabel got out of bed, checked her alarm, stretched a little, and took off her clothes to take a shower before meeting Noah at the "Novias" bridal dress boutique. She thought about how clever they must have been in choosing the boutique's name, but despite the obvious name, it was one of the best boutiques in the city.

A moment to finally claim what she believed she owns, a time to claim the man of her heart,Bradley. In the grand ballroom staircase, Claudia stood in front of a large mirror, looking at herself in her beautiful long wedding gown, full of white flower design. The gown shimmered under the soft light, and the diamonds that adorned her neck and fingers sparkled like stars. She smiled at herself, she was happy with the way everything was turning out. She later won the game. Rebecca was gone very soon , she would be married to Bradley McMichael officially, permanently and no man yourcould change it.

At that moment, the bride and the groom turned to the crowd to see if anyone would speak, and when Axel spotted her standing at the back, his gaze stuttered, flicking away and back again, as if refusing to accept what it just saw. He shook his head, hinting for her not to do whatever she had in mind. But it was too late, her mind was made up. “I do.” She said loudly, and all gazed moved to her immediately. Her muscle tensed as she walked down the aisle, walking straight to the altar. Her eyes didn’t leave Axel’s shocked gaze and when she got to the set altar, she climbed it and did the unthinkable. The whole place went deadly silent as Rebecca’s five fingers hit hard across Axel’s face.

I froze. I stared at my reflection, touching my face with trembling fingers. I was dressed in a white ceremonial gown, pure white without a single stain. I was stunning. My eyes sparkled like stars, my bridal makeup flawless. My hair was simply styled and secured with a small jeweled crown, my veil fluttering in the breeze from the open window. This can’t be happening. Was the Moon Goddess giving me a second chance? “It’s almost time. I don’t know why you’re acting this way, but I’ll be waiting at the hall. Adrian too,” Mirabel said, and left the room.

She could feel it on her skin, the weight of attention pressing in from every direction. Even the waitress who approached their table paused for just a fraction too long, her gaze flicking over Elara’s face before forcing a professional smile. Elara leaned toward Lisa and Felix. “Do you know what’s going on?” she asked quietly. Lisa didn’t answer right away. She pulled out her phone and slid it across the table. Elara looked down and her breath caught. The headline screamed at her. “Bride Leaves Wedding With Another Man: Who Is the Mysterious Groom?”

Six carats was simply because Mabel liked that number for good luck, Lana sure knew how to flatter herself. Just as I was about to explain, a gentle female voice came from the back of the wedding car. "Cruz, is something wrong?" I immediately opened the back door, took the hand of Mabel, who was wearing a wedding dress. I smiled. "Nothing, I just ran into a lunatic. Come on, Darling. It's almost time. Everyone's waiting for us inside!"

She'd refused him firmly then, but the memory pulled her under now, a whirlwind of temptation amid the vows. This was the same day, same event, and same man as her past life—yet she was no longer the naive bride blinded by hope. Reborn with foresight, she'd hardened, plans simmering beneath her lace gown to upend the betrayals ahead. Suddenly, Howard's grip tightened on her hand, a subtle squeeze that yanked her back to the present, grounding her in the warmth of his palm through her glove. Today, I marry Howard again, she thought, resolve steeling as the quartet's soft notes swelled around them.

“Now dear, it is time.” The wedding hall door swung open, and clad in the most beautiful white gown any female had ever worn, Reene walked down the aisle with her cat. “Take care of her for me.” The cat sniffed in as though emotional, before handing Reene over to her groom. Slowly, he turned, a smile playing on the groom, Zayne's lips. “Told you we'll get married in San Antonio.” “What? I'm not getting married to you.” She tore the gown revealing SpongeBob socks underneath, then began running.