I Became Guardian to My Twin Sisters After My Mom Died — My Fiancée Tried to Get Rid of Them

At the event, with family and friends watching, I took the microphone.

Then I pressed play.

Her words filled the room. Her plan. Her cruelty. Unedited. Real.

The room went silent.

I held my sisters’ hands and said calmly, “This is why there will be no wedding—and why she’ll never be near them again.”

Security escorted her out.

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