Weddings are meant to be joyful, but as Shanize walked down the aisle, I couldn’t shake the feeling something was wrong. Her steps seemed unnatural, almost gliding. Ignoring protests, I stepped forward and lifted her gown—revealing polished men’s shoes and suit pants beneath.
The bride wasn’t Shanize. It was Dave’s best man, disguised in a wig and dress. Smirking, he removed the veil and revealed the truth: Shanize had left days ago, after discovering Dave’s affair with a bridesmaid, Vanessa. This spectacle was her way of exposing his betrayal.
The church erupted in chaos. Dave’s pleas for understanding were drowned out by whispers and accusations. As the best man left, his words hung heavy: “You threw away the best thing in your life. Now everyone knows.”
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