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On our wedding morning, my fiancé pulled me into a cramped dressing room. He wanted to trade my wedding venue for his childhood friend's. I looked at him as if he were a joke. "So you want to trade my lavish wedding venue for her little grass-field setup?" I asked. Simon Carter awkwardly rubbed his nose. "It's Chloe's first wedding, and she's invited all those high-profile families from Kingsborough. We can't let her lose face. Can't we let her have this?" he pleaded. I glanced at Chloe Evans, who was standing at the door, all pitiful, and let out a cold laugh. "In your dreams! If you don't want to marry me, then get the hell out of here," I snapped.