With that, Tiffany ran towards the wall, ready
to take a header.
The whole wedding venue gasped.
Just before Tiffany could smack into the wall,
the DJ jumped in and pulled her back.
Everyone exhaled.
Jake shot me a dirty look and rushed to
comfort her.
My parents did the same, hugging her, coddling her.
“Don’t save me!” Tiffany sobbed. “Just let me
die! I’m not gonna be around much longer
anyway!”
“It’s better than messing up Brittany’s life! At
least her life will be good and happy!”
And just like that, I was the villain again.
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My mom, of course, stood up and slapped r
so hard that my head spun. “I can’t believe
you’re my daughter!”
I touched my burning cheek, tears blurring m
vision.
I stared at my mom.
Since I was a baby, she was like a ghost,
always in the background, not caring if I was happy or miserable.
But when it came to Tiffany? She was front
and center.
It had always been like that.
Jake also looked at me with disappointment. “Tiffany’s your sister. How can you be so
cruel as to push her to death? You should
apologize to Tiffany, otherwise, we’re done!”
SLAP
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I smacked Jake across the face. “You’re
disgusting!”
The wedding I’d dreamed about since I was
kid was a total disaster.
After the chaos, I went back to the place I
was calling “our” home.
When Jake came in later, I’d just finished
packing my things and was heading for the
door.
He grabbed my hand, looking annoyed. “Are you really gonna make a big deal out of this?” “It’s only a year. I’ll come back to you. Just
chill.”
I yanked my hand away. “Chill?”
“Jake, we’ve been together for so long. Did you ever love me? If you said you fell for
someone else, I’d just step aside.”
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2100, Tu juu olup domu.
“But what did you do? You lied to me, slept
with my sister, and humiliated me in front of
everyone at my wedding!”
The memory made me feel like I had frostbite
“What did you think I was, a doormat?”
Jake looked taken aback. “Brittany, I’m so
sorry to put you through this.”
“Sorry?” Like that made up for the gaping
wound he’d created.
It was pathetic.
I looked down, the love I had for him already
dead.
“Jake, we’re over.”
From the second he chose to hurt me, we
were done.
“Get out!”
I pushed him and his suitcase out the door
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and slammed it shut.
I bought the place. He was the one who had
to leave.
I ignored his banging on the door and went to the living room, crashing onto the couch.
I’d been with Jake for seven years.
We were college sweethearts. He was quiet, kind of a loner, but for some reason, he
treated me like I was special.
We had great times, we fought, we were real. He’d told me his dream was to marry me, and
give me a home.
When he said those things, he meant them, I
could feel it.
I always believed we’d get married but how did he and Tiffany hook up? And when?!
I buried my face in my hands. I didn’t want to
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cry.
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