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

What a lie that turned out to be.

We weren’t just sisters — we were best friends.

Growing up, Chloe and I shared a room until high school.

We’d stay up late whispering secrets and giggling about boys. When her first boyfriend dumped her, she crawled into my bed crying, and I stayed up all night distracting her with bad rom-coms and microwave popcorn.

We had a stupid tradition where we’d text each other “You alive?” every Sunday morning. And even as adults, when life got messy, we were always each other’s person.

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