
1.4 K readers · 7 chapters · 3 free
My sister crashed my wedding, tears streaming down her face. She claimed she was dying and asked my husband to spend her final days with her. Desperate to keep him from walking out, I slit my wrist, forcing him to continue with the wedding. Days later, my sister left behind a letter and vanished. From that moment on, everyone hated me. My brother dragged me through the mud online, painting me as the monster who ruined our sister's life. My husband froze me out, pushing me toward divorce. My parents cut ties and disowned me publicly. The pressure broke me. I fell into depression and died at twenty-six. When I opened my eyes again, I was back at the wedding. This time, I was done begging for love and for family. I turned and walked away.