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I went to my sister’s wedding knowing she was marrying my ex-husband. I planned to sit quietly, smile politely, and leave early. Then my father took the mic.
“There’s something you all need to know about the groom,” he said, and then dropped a bombshell that left me stunned.
That was why I said “yes” when he proposed — I thought I was building a future with someone dependable.
Boy, was I wrong.
We got married in a simple but elegant ceremony in our small town’s historic chapel.
“You ready?” my dad whispered as he squeezed my arm.
I nodded. I believed in the future Caleb and I had sketched out over late-night conversations and weekend drives.
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