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I didn’t remember the word, but I knew it sounded like that. Brian pulled out his phone and gave it to me. “Take a look at this and see how fucked you are.” I tried to narrow my eyes but ended up squinting instead, collecting the phone. One look at the phone made both my jaws and fists clench in anger. The headline was Power couple spotted a day after secret marriage. Does Jocelyn Campbell look more relaxed, unlike before with Ethan Campbell?”

Sienna The hospital waiting room smelled like fake lemons. I sat there, clutching my bag, feeling completely alone. I checked my phone again but still nothing. I sent Julian, my husband a message this morning. “Happy Anniversary. Dinner at 8?” He read it. He just didn’t care. My heart hurt, a sharp, familiar ache. Why did I keep hoping? Every year was the same. “Sienna Vance?” a nurse called. I jumped. “The doctor will see you now.”

My phone buzzed on the desk. I almost left it. It buzzed again. I reached over. Tilted the cracked screen toward me. An email. Sender — university administration. Subject — Re: Marriage Validity Query. Supporting Documentation Received. I sat up slowly. Opened it. Read it once. Read it again. My chest went cold. Supporting documentation had been submitted to the board by Dr. V. Ashford. Photographs. Dated. Timestamped. Of Adrian. With a woman. Recent. The timestamp said four days ago.

Instead, I hurled the two marriage certificates into that pure, innocent-looking face of hers. The pristine white sheets of paper landed on the coffee table. "Here, take a good look! Which one of us is the homewrecker?" The marriage certificates lay open beneath the flashing lights and the livestream. In an instant, the official seals and the registration date from five years ago were visible to the audience. The camera auto-focused, magnifying every single word until it filled the screen. The whole world went silent for three seconds. Then, it exploded. "Holy crap... Marriage certificates?"

Diana cringed at the sound of her husband’s name. It also made her boil with rage. She didn’t want to see him right now, but they definitely needed to talk. He had the audacity to bail out on the wedding when she specifically told him not to. It was infuriating. After that day, the internet was streaming with questions asking why Mr Marshall didn’t show up or why she was all alone during the wedding. Diana sighed and picked up her cup of coffee, throwing it in the bin beside her.

I have mine", I mumbled. I was not a person who would succumb to this arrogant male. "Just tried to be polite", he had muttered. I had chosen to ignore him completely from then on. When the car came to a stop, I could see a handful of reporters standing near the gate. Of course, they wanted to know who did the most eligible bachelor marry. I dabbed my cheeks lightly and quickly fixed my make up. I emerged from the car with a radiant yet fake smile. I was yet again amazed at how Sumit could pretend so well. He too had put on a smile. A charming one as if he was over the moon for having married me.

His warmth grounded me, even as my mind spun with everything else happening in our world. Because the truth was, outside this cozy little bubble, chaos was brewing. I didn’t even have to wait long before reality intruded. Liam grabbed the remote and flicked on the TV, and there it was—breaking news plastered across every channel. “Hart–Black Wedding Scandal: Failed Ceremony Leaves Guests in Shock.”

"Did you shoot him?" "Of course not!" I exclaimed. "You and your methods," she sighed. I got her to stand in place. Jason took his spot and Calvin started recording. "You ready?" I asked her. She nodded. As I took off the blindfold, I whispered in her ear. "We're getting married-" "What?!" she screeched. "Right here, and right now," I said smiling at the look on her face. "Is this some kind of sick joke?" "Not at all, Jason knows how to ordain a wedding, Calvin can film and we can get married."

Honey’s fingers trembled as she stared at the pictures on her screen without blinking. Her boyfriend, Jimmy, stood on a stage in a white tuxedo. He was getting married. Her stomach twisted violently. For a moment, Honey forgot how to breathe. The same man who had ignored her calls for two weeks. The same man who had left every one of her texts unanswered. He was getting married. And he looked happy. Her thumb shook as she clicked on the live video beneath the post.

They didn't think before marrying her and this impulsive decision of their was back firing on them. Suddenly they heard their names mentioned in the TV screen and turned their attention towards it. They saw the new anchor mentioning about their marriage which happened in church and showing some clips of them coming out of the church with their wife. As soon as their gazes land on their sobbing wife their was sudden kind of satisfaction in them. They weren't worried about the world knowing that they are married now instead they were fine with people knowing that, the little girl in the clips is their wife. The trios' gaze was stuck on that sea blue eyed girl who was being the reason of their