My Husband Betrayed Me with My Own Sister – But on Their Wedding Day, Karma Caught Up with Them

I’m Hannah, 34 years old, and until this year, I thought I had life figured out.

Ryan and I met at a friend’s barbecue — cheap beer, lawn chairs, that kind of thing. He was quiet and polite. Had that steady kind of warmth I’d always craved.

We fell for each other fast.

I still remember our third date… we got caught in a rainstorm walking back from dinner. We had no umbrella, were soaking wet, and were laughing like idiots.

He kissed me under a broken streetlight, rain dripping down our faces, and said, “I could do this forever.”

I believed him then.

“You’re crazy,” I laughed, wiping water from my eyes.

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