“The truth is, I’m just a regular guy. I work at a plant, not a firm. I’m not the trust fund kid you thought I was. I was terrified you’d leave me if you knew the truth. But you always talked about how love is the most important thing, so I decided to show you the real me today, before we say ‘I do.’”
It felt like someone had dumped a bucket of ice water over her head. It wasn’t just about the money. It meant that for the entire year and a half they had been together, he had lied to her face. He had created a fake persona. Trust was shattered in a second.
She loved him, and her heart was breaking, but starting a marriage on a foundation of lies and a sudden “test” was impossible. Was she supposed to just accept that he had manipulated her? Megan felt tears stinging her eyes, threatening to ruin the makeup she’d spent hours on.
The guests were murmuring behind her. Someone was already filming on their phone. Megan’s parents, pale and confused, were rushing toward them. Megan made a split-second decision. She threw the bouquet of white roses at David’s feet. She turned around, gathered up her dress, and walked away, desperate to put as much distance as possible between herself and this humiliation.
Six months had passed since then, but it felt like a lifetime. That day kicked off a streak of bad luck that seemed endless. At the failed wedding, David’s mother, Eleanor, had decided to pour gasoline on the fire. She marched up to Megan’s parents and unleashed a tirade in front of the remaining guests.
Eleanor loudly declared that Megan was a gold digger who never loved her son. She claimed she had heard Megan telling friends that she was only marrying David for his money. Then, getting carried away, Eleanor announced that Megan had another man on the side and was only using David for status.
“Yes, this poverty test was my idea!” Eleanor shouted. “And look at the result! She ran the moment she thought the money was gone!”
David’s father, a quiet man standing nearby, nodded along with his wife. He claimed they had seen Megan at a café holding hands with an older man, confirming the affair. They painted her as a cheater and a liar to save their son’s pride.
When Megan heard these accusations later, she was paralyzed with shock. How could people be so vicious? And worse, how could David believe such lies after knowing her for so long?
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