Michael and I had waited years for our wedding day, but his brother Jordan had other plans. Jordan was rude, arrogant, and constantly crossed boundaries, but on our special day, he crossed a line that shattered everything.
When Michael and I first met, our connection was real, even though our first date was a disaster. But despite everything, we became inseparable, moving in together after three months. The only problem was Jordan—his behavior was unbearable, especially when he made unwanted advances toward me. I blocked him, but the harassment didn’t stop. When Michael proposed, I made it clear Jordan wasn’t invited to the wedding, but his parents insisted he be there.
On the wedding day, Jordan showed up, and I was horrified when he dumped a bucket of paint on me, ruining my dress. He then lied and told everyone I ran away. Furious, I stormed into the church, determined to confront him. Michael, devastated by the lies, stood by me and demanded an explanation. When Jordan smirked and dismissed it as a joke, Michael told him to leave.
His parents sided with him and left too. Michael turned to me, relieved and apologetic. He promised to always stand by me. Our wedding wasn’t how I had planned it, but it was perfect because we were together, strong and united.
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