My Fiancé Was Married To My Blind Sister The Whole Time

Synopsis

The wedding was about to start. The zipper on my wedding dress was barely up when Michael Landon, my fiancé, locked the dressing room door from the inside. "Actually, I'm already married," he said to me. "And my wife is your blind little sister." In case I didn't get it, he pulled up a video on his phone. Security footage from a camera. He held it right in my face, with this sick kind of pride. "She can't see, but her body's crazy sensitive. One touch and she's wet. "Sometimes I've barely finished, and she's already climbing on me again. I gotta admit, the feeling's unreal. "You're a dead fish compared to her, Emily." I froze. Under my veil, my face went instantly pale. Outside the door, I heard Sophie Somers, my adopted younger sister, fumbling around, knocking gently. She called out in a sweet voice, "Happy wedding day, Emily!" Michael continued. "Just while you were doing your makeup, I was in the next room cleaning her up. "She made a mess everywhere. It took me two whole packs of wipes." He wiped his hands casually, then tossed a cheap ring into my lap. "I still love you, Emily. That's why I'm telling you the truth and giving you a choice," Michael said. "Marry me or don't. Up to you."