She Paid Her Stand-In To Marry Me. Big Mistake.

At the altar, through the delicate lace of the veil, I saw it.

My fiancée, the woman I was supposed to marry, had been replaced.

Instead of exploding, I gave the fake bride the wedding of a lifetime.

Because in my previous life, I'd publicly exposed the stand-in bride, tearing the whole ceremony apart.

Forcing Celeste, who was practically glued to her childhood sweetheart, Felix, in his hospital room, to reluctantly return and marry me.

But her beloved Felix, refusing treatment, died on the operating table.

When the devastating news hit, I urged Celeste to see him one last time.