I Switched the Groom At My Own Wedding

Synopsis

Edward Grant rented out all of Azure Bay to throw me the wedding of the century. A massive fleet of drones lit up the night sky, mapping out our perfect wedding portrait. Then, the image on the giant screen flickered. It was replaced by a photoshopped picture of me in slutty lingerie. Next to it were two lines of blood-red text written in Celorian. It basically meant, "Desperate slut. Pay to play." Everyone in the crowd gasped in shock. Isabelle Gibson was a poor student Edward had been sponsoring. She stood there, her eyes red and glistening with tears. "I swear I don't know what that says," she sobbed. "I literally just copied some random quote I saw online..." I lost it. I chucked my champagne glass right at Isabelle. Edward caught her and pulled her against his chest to protect her. "Isabelle's just a small-town girl. She doesn't know any better," he snapped at me. "Why are you acting so crazy?" He clearly forgot one major detail. This entire luxury cruise ship belonged to the Herman family, which meant it was mine. I snatched the mic and said, "Security, get these two losers off my ship. Throw them overboard. "Oh, and let Mr. Quinn know—he's the groom now."