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On the day I was meant to walk down the aisle, the boy I had secretly adored for years uttered a vow that left me breathless.
He promised that if I took the initial step, he would take care of the remaining 99.
His gentle yet determined words became my guiding light. My heart pounded with wild excitement as I rushed to our rendezvous, filled with the notion that this would mark the beginning of something wonderful. However, upon arrival, the harsh truth hit me like a bolt of lightning. His grin wasn't one of affection but of arrogant victory.
His companions erupted in laughter behind him, their jeers filling the air.
"Look! She actually fell for it! A grand each, don't forget to pay up!"
Clutching his winnings, he turned to my bridesmaid who had driven me there and embraced her in a way that was impossible to misinterpret. His treachery cut deep, leaving a gaping wound in my heart.
With a mocking grin that shattered my dignity, he said, "Ravenna, don't be so conceited. It's her I truly desire, not you. Did you honestly believe I'd fall for a married woman like yourself?"
Then, as if to twist the knife further, he dropped to one knee, presenting a ring to my bridesmaid. The onlookers gasped, their murmurs piercing the air like countless blades.
Observing my somber expression, he laughed, the sound dripping with cruelty. "If you wish to scamper back and proceed with your wedding, go ahead. But I doubt the groom would still accept you!"
What he failed to realize, what none of them understood, was that this supposed elopement wasn't his triumph; it was my move in a game he wasn't even aware he was playing.

Childhood Crush Falls for My Cunning Trap

Milo enveloped me in his embrace, draping his jacket over my tattered bridal gown to shield me from the surrounding turmoil. His worried gaze met mine as he gently inquired, "Are you alright?"


His unexpected arrival left me momentarily speechless. Before I could collect my thoughts or explain the situation to my new spouse, Hendrick interjected.


"My, my, Ravenna. It seems you've found yourself a gallant protector. He even arrived in formal attire, quite the theatrical entrance."


My spirits sank. The implications of his statement made it evident that explanations were now futile.


Milo's expression hardened as he firmly stated, "I'm no valiant rescuer. I'm Ravenna's spouse, and I've come specifically to escort her to our nuptials."


Rather than silencing the crowd, his declaration only provoked more laughter.


"Ha! He claims to be Ravenna's husband!"


"This is even more absurd than her assertion of having a wedding in Sinclair Garden's grand hall!"


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