Abandoned Bride, Avenged Heart

The day I was supposed to get married, my world shattered.

Headlines screamed: "Tech Mogul Liam Vance Dies in Fiery Car Crash."

My white wedding dress hung unused, replaced by black.

The world saw tragedy, but quickly, their grief turned into venom aimed solely at me.

"She was probably a gold digger anyway."

"Maybe she drove him to it."

The whispers followed me, sympathy curdling into suspicion, especially once my pregnancy became known.

Then, at his memorial, I saw him.

A man identical to Liam, his cousin Daniel, their resemblance unsettlingly perfect.