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The night before my wedding, I stumbled upon a post warning women to stay away from a certain man. The photo showed a man's side profile, and he looked exactly like my fiancé of three years. The post read: [Red flag alert: finance guy from the Downtown Financial District. We've been together for almost eight years, and now he tells me he's marrying his mistress. I wish this trash couple a lifetime together, so they'll never ruin anyone else's life again.] My stomach dropped. I clicked on her profile. The flowers and jewelry she'd posted were the same ones Nathan Hughes, my fiancé, had given me. The places she'd visited matched the dates and cities where Nathan had been “on business trips”. And on a photo of a promise note—next to her diamond ring—was a signature written in the same handwriting as Nathan's. They all pointed to one truth: the man she was warning everyone about was my fiancé. I couldn't hold it in anymore. I ran to the bathroom and threw up until I couldn't breathe. The man who once promised to love me forever had been dating another woman behind my back. And worst of all, I wasn't the victim. I was the other woman who ruined their relationship.