My sister stole my fiancé a month before the wedding and my parents sided with her – I went to her wedding

What was supposed to be the happiest day of my life turned into one I will never forget. I went from being the bride-to-be to the uninvited wedding guest who crashed the event because she wanted revenge. But karma got to the venue before me.

He made me feel like the luckiest woman in the world.

When I met Ethan two years ago, I was convinced I had found my forever man. He was charming, witty, and knew exactly what to say to make me feel special. Seven months ago, when he proposed, I felt like the happiest woman in the world, but I didn’t know I would never become his wife.

Another thing I loved about Ethan was how hands-on he was. We planned our wedding together, down to the last detail! From the elegant garden banquet hall to the waterfall of white roses and other flowers.

We also went to cake tastings to find the perfect one, and even chose the song we would dance to as husband and wife! Every moment seemed perfect, like a fairy tale… until everything fell apart a month before the wedding.

It was a random Wednesday. I had left work early to surprise Ethan with his favorite takeout. It was a small thing, a gesture to show him how much I appreciated him.

I walked into his apartment, imagining the happy face he would make when he saw me with a bag full of burgers and fries.

But as soon as I walked in, I knew something was wrong.

There was a woman’s coat draped over the back of a chair. At first I thought maybe I had a guest, a relative, or a coworker. But when I heard a soft laugh coming from the bedroom, my stomach tightened.

I approached the door, each step heavier than the last. My hands shook as I grabbed the doorknob and slowly pushed it open.

There, tangled in the sheets, was Ethan. With my older sister, Lauren!

Time stood still as my mind struggled to process what I was seeing. My sister, my own blood, was in bed with the man I was going to marry in a month.

Lauren gasped and tried to cover herself, but Ethan? He just sat there, completely unfazed.

“Wait,” I choked. “What the hell is this?”

My so-called boyfriend sighed, running a hand through his hair as if I was the unreasonable one. “You weren’t supposed to find out like this.”

“Find out what?” I asked, my voice shaking. “That you’re a liar and a cheat?! That my own sister betrayed me?!”

Lauren’s face was pale, but she didn’t say a word. She just hugged the sheets to her chest, avoiding my gaze.

Ethan, however, dared to look me in the eyes and say, “I love her.”

The words knocked the air out of my lungs. I wanted him to deny it, to say it was a mistake, but instead he looked relieved, like a weight had been lifted off his shoulders. I couldn’t believe he was the same sweet man I’d wanted to walk down the aisle with after he became my husband.

It was like they were two different people: the man I had come to know and this guy in bed with my sister.

“You love her?!” My voice cracked. “Then why the hell did you propose to me?!”

He exhaled as if explaining something painfully obvious. “I thought I loved you. But things changed. Lauren and I… we’ve been seeing each other for a while.”

For a while…

My stomach turned. This wasn’t a one-off thing. They had been sneaking around behind my back for who knows how long.

I turned to Lauren. “How could you do this to me?”

Finally he spoke, his voice barely above a whisper. “I didn’t want it to happen, little sister.”

I let out a hollow laugh. “You didn’t mean for it to happen? You didn’t trip and fall into his bed, Lauren.”

Ethan stood up and put his arm around her. “Look, I understand that you’re hurt, but we didn’t want to keep lying to you.”

My hands balled into fists. “You didn’t want to keep lying? That’s the last straw!”

I stormed out, shaking with rage and anguish. I thought that was the worst of it. I was wrong.

A few days later, my parents called me to talk. I had been crying my eyes out ever since I made the discovery. My friends and bridesmaids came to comfort me, but until then I hadn’t heard from my parents.

I foolishly believed that they would be on my side for a change. Instead, they set me up.

“We understand that you are angry,” my mother said, in a condescending tone.

“But Ethan and Lauren are in love,” my father added. “You wouldn’t want to stand in the way of true love, would you?”

I looked at them in disbelief. “True love? Are you serious?”

Mom sighed. “Honey, you’ve always been independent. You’ll move on. But Lauren… she needs stability. And Ethan makes her happy.”

I felt like I was drowning. “So what? You’re replacing me with her?! Pretending like none of this ever happened?!”

“We’re not going to take sides,” my father said, although his tone made it clear that they already had.

Then, the final blow.

“They’re having a wedding,” my mother said. “And, well, Lauren’s going to be the bride.”

I blinked. “You can’t be serious.”

“It’s already paid for,” he said, as if that made any of this acceptable. “It would be a shame to let all those plans go to waste.”

I stood up so fast that my chair screeched against the floor. “Unbelievable.”

“We’d like you to be happy for them,” Dad said.

I laughed bitterly. “Do you really expect me to celebrate?!”

Lauren had taken my fiancé, and my parents had taken her side, as they always had. They had always treated her better, and now they wanted me to smile while supporting her relationship with my fiancé?!

I left that house and didn’t look back.

When the wedding came around, I obviously wasn’t invited. That didn’t mean I wasn’t going to be there. I decided not to make a scene. I wasn’t going to scream or throw the cake. I just wanted to sneak in and wait until the officiant asked for objections.

Then, I would stand up and tell their guests and our mutual friends that the man Lauren was marrying had been my fiancé first. I planned to embarrass them and make their “special day” the worst ever.

But when I got to the banquet hall, things were… dull.

There was no music. No laughter. Just silence, fraught with tension. The guests stood stock still, and at the front of the room stood a swarm of uniformed officers.

“What’s going on?” I asked the nearest policeman.

Before I could respond, I saw my sister, still in her wedding dress, her face streaked with tears. My parents were sitting at a table, looking totally shocked.

But Ethan was nowhere to be found.

The policeman turned to me. “Are you a guest?”

I hesitated before nodding. “Kind of. I was supposed to be the bride today.”

She sighed. “We came here to arrest the groom, but he wasn’t there. He was caught at the bus station trying to leave the city.”

I blinked. “What?”

The agent pointed toward a group of detectives talking to guests. “It turns out he’s been running a long scam. He’s a con man. He never planned to marry anyone.”

I felt my heart racing. “What did he do?”

The policeman’s expression darkened. “He’s done this before with three other women in town. He took all the wedding presents, the deposits, the decorations and all the money he could get his hands on. Now he’s on the run.”

“He even lied saying he had family coming from Europe. He has no family. No guests. Nothing,” the police officer told me.

Shock washed over me. My parents were still frozen in disbelief. Lauren, the woman who had betrayed me, was now left at the altar, sobbing as her last-minute bridesmaids comforted her.

And for the first time in weeks, I smiled as I looked out at the chaos before me.

Justice had been done!

As the guests began to leave, one of the officers approached me. “Hey, I saw you coming in. I heard Officer James say you dodged a bullet.”

I let out a sigh I hadn’t realized I was holding. “Yeah. I guess so.”

He gave me a small smile. “Would you like to have coffee sometime? You know, with someone who isn’t a criminal.”

I glanced at his name tag: Officer Matt.

For the first time in a long time, I felt something other than anger and betrayal. Maybe starting over wasn’t such a bad idea.

That was a year ago.

And tomorrow? I’m marrying him.

Life has a funny way of working.

Unfortunately, Ethan’s first girlfriend wasn’t the only woman to be dumped on her wedding day. In this story , the bride’s groom doesn’t show up on time and she discovers he’s been cheating on her. The heartbroken woman picks herself up and makes the most of the day.

This work is inspired by real people and events, but has been fictionalized for creative purposes. Names, characters, and details have been changed to protect privacy and enhance the narrative. Any resemblance to real people, living or dead, or real events is purely coincidental and not intended by the author.

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