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I knew that to pull this off, I had to play my part flawlessly. The fifth step, I became the perfect bride–to–be–compliant, understanding, and supportive in every step of the wedding process.
No one suspected a thing. Not him, not his family, and certainly not our friends. The more understanding I seemed, the more devastating it would be when I finally disappeared.
During that time, Claire would come up to
me with her fake concern.
“Ruby, I’m so sorry Paul’s caught up with all these meetings right before the wedding. It must be so overwhelming to handle everything on your own, right? I hope you‘ re doing okay. I’m not with the company anymore, but I’ll still get you the best wedding gift.”
She smiled like she was being all sweet, but
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ding saw her for the snake she was. I knew she was going on that “business trip” with Paul.
Th
wanted to slap her right then and there,
but I held back. I would make sure she‘ d epever get hired again.
the wedding dress fittings were a
erformance of their own. I stood there, urning slowly in front of the mirror, Notting the seamstress adjust the lace and antiqutin, while inside, I felt nothing but ice.
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bendeanwhile, he sat nearby, watching me
with a look of admiration, oblivious to the act that I was only biding my time.
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cernWhen he asked if I wanted to make any
hanges to the dress, I smiled sweetly and Pauly, “No, it’s perfect. I trust your choice.” gs rights eyes would soften, probably thinking I
overs the most accommodating fiancée.
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kay. tle did he know, my compliance wasn’t ut fern from love, but from cold calculation.
During our pre–wedding photoshoot, I as berted like the happiest bride in the world.
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The photographer snapped shots of us walking hand–in–hand through fields, laughing and gazing into each other’s eyes like we were a picture perfect couple.
But I made sure not to overshadow him in any of the pictures, letting him think he was the star of the day. Every photo captured a perfect illusion–one that would shatter spectacularly when the truth came
out.
My compliance and easy–going nature. lulled him into a false sense of security.
He probably thought I was the most relaxed bride he could ask for. I never
complained, never raised a fuss over wedding planning. Whenever something went wrong–like the caterer messing up our menu or the florist being late with their delivery–I would say, “It’s okay, we‘ 11 figure it out.”
I didn’t raise an eyebrow when he spent hours “working late” or when he mentioned needing to leave town for business
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meetings as our wedding day drew near. Instead, I just nodded and reassure him, “I know you‘ re busy, love. You do what you need to do. I’ll handle the rest.”
adHe must have thought he hit the jackpot–a
fiancée who never questioned him and seemed to handle everything with grace. In reality, I was pushing him deeper into his at comfort zone, making sure he never suspected that I was getting ready to disappear from his life.
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As we got closer to the big day, I continued to act as the perfect, devoted fiancée. I made sure every detail of the wedding was confirmed, from the guest list to the
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seating arrangements.
erd even spent time talking with his family, dingreassuring them how excited I was to scofficially become part of the family.
“I can’t wait,” I said with a soft smile, ww It’s going to be the best day of our lives.”
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His mother adored me for it, commenting
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on how lucky her son was to have found someone so patient and understanding. If only she knew the truth.
In the days leading up to the ceremony, I sent out a special message to our guests- everyone except him, his immediate
family, and his friends. They were
informed the wedding was off, but they were instructed to act normal until the big day.
The day before the wedding, I made my final preparations–except they weren’t for the wedding. I packed my essentials. into a single suitcase, careful to leave behind anything that might make it obvious I wasn’t coming back.
I booked my one–way ticket out of Casouth, our country. The destination was far
enough that it would take him weeks, maybe even months, to figure out where I would be gone. I changed my phone. number, set up a new email address, and made sure all our shared accounts were
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locked down, accessible only to me.
That night, while he slept peacefully at his parents‘ house, thinking about the life we were about to start, I was wide awake, my mind already miles ahead, plotting my escape. I didn’t feel guilty. If anything, I felt a sense of calm, knowing that the next day would be the start of his downfall.
The next morning, while he was getting ready for the ceremony, I was already to the airport. I left him to face the wedding day alone.
As for me, I would be halfway across the world by then, starting a new chapter of my life. While he stood there, humiliated. and abandoned, I’d be gone- untouchable, unreachable, and free.
When Paul arrived at the wedding venue, suited up and ready for the big day, he was met with confusion.
My side of the guest list was…empty. No. friends, no family. Just an eerie quiet on
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what was supposed to be the most important day of his life.
He kept checking his phone, looking for me. My parents, family, and friend were also not available to reach, as I already told them not to pick up his call.
Instead of walking down the aisle, I ghosted him. No texts, no calls, nothing. He was left standing there, waiting in front of our guests, completely humiliated.
But that wasn‘ t the grand finale. I had one last act up my sleeve before I disappeared from his life for good. The sixth step. I arranged for a special delivery–a custom courier service to drop off a box and a note for the wedding staff.
Everything was already paid for: the venue, the catering, the decorations, the whole deal. Cancelling at this point would mean losing everything, so I let the day play out like normal, but with a little twist.
Inside the box was a flash drive. My plan
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was simple: once the organizer played it in front of the guests, it would be the final
blow.
The video evidence of his affair would be right there, for everyone to witness. It would be the perfect, public unraveling.
