Love Can't Afford to Make Mistakes Time and Time Again

At my wedding, the day meant to mark the beginning of a joyful new chapter, my fiancé—betrothed to me since childhood—abandoned me at the altar. He didn't just leave; he eloped with my own cousin, shattering both my dignity and trust.

As the guests watched, some whispering in pity while others stifled laughter at my humiliation, a man I despised with every fiber of my being, Zane Nicholson, stepped onto the stage. Calm yet commanding, he took my trembling hand and declared, in a voice that silenced the murmurs, that he would marry me instead.