Dgirlblusky

if you love dramas,you'll love this.

"My beautiful Margaret," Lewis uttered, his palm grazing my cheek. His eyes bore into mine, a mixture of sorrow and regret. "At least you used to look beautiful before we got married."

His words hung in the air, heavy with disappointment. The room seemed to close in on me, the walls suffocating. What had happened to us? Was our love merely a facade, a beautiful lie?

"I am in love with Ariana," Lewis confessed, his voice barely audible. "We've been together for a long time, and it's her my heart now yearns for."

My heart clenched. Ariana—my best friend. The revelation struck me like a lightning bolt. How had I missed the signs? How had our love unraveled so completely?

I sank to my knees, tears streaming down my face. The pain was unbearable, a raw ache that threatened to consume me. Lewis sighed, the sound echoing through the room, and then he walked away.

In that moment, my world shattered. Love had betrayed me, and friendship had crumbled. I was left with nothing but the remnants of a broken heart, wondering if any of it had ever been real.

love is a lie:lewis must pay

"What is the bride doing here?"I turned to elvis, trying to sound dismissive.

"I'm already heading back to the reception."But he followed me, and I prayed that he wouldn't ask any more questions.

Unfortunately, he didn't leave me alone. "So, what was your first marriage like?' he asked, his voice dripping with curiosity."

I hastened my pace, grasping my wedding dress to prevent it from dragging on the ground.

"In case you didn't hear, I informed the photographer that I was under the influence on our wedding day,"I declared firmly, my voice laced with a hint of defiance.

However, Elvis refused to relent, his questions piercing the air like a barrage of bullets. "Is Lewis Connor truly your ex-husband? Did you invite him to spark jealousy?" His relentless interrogation left me feeling suffocated and anxious.

caught by elvis