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"Ms. Sophia Foster, do you take Mr. Charles Morton to be your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold, in sickness and in health, for richer or poorer, till death do you part?" the priest asked. I gave Charles a tender look, ready to answer. "Hold up!" an urgent voice suddenly rang out. Confused, I turned around to see a woman holding a baby. "Charles," she said, her voice shaking, "our baby's sick. Can we pause this for a second?" The wedding hall erupted into chaos. I felt like I'd been hit by a truck—Charles had a kid with another woman! Charles bolted from the altar and looked at me, his eyes ice-cold. "I was gonna marry you out of obligation. But the moment Olivia showed up, I knew—she's the only one I want." He yanked off his ring, grabbed Olivia Lane's hand, and walked away without looking back. I stood alone on the altar, the unused ring clenched in my fist, my heart shattering into a million pieces.