I Became Guardian of My Twin Sisters After Mom Died — My Fiancée Pretended to Love Them Until I Heard What She Really Said
He didn’t raise his voice. He didn’t need to. The ballroom heard Jenna condemn herself in her own words, every cruel sentence echoing around the flowers and fairy lights she’d obsessed over. When he said, “This is me choosing them over you,” the room seemed to tilt—away from her, toward the twins standing rigid at…