Chapter 2

Perhaps the humiliation was too much, because the entire wedding venue fell into a stunned silence.

My friend, Chloe, quickly cut the power to the screen.

Sienna still looked unfazed, grinning as she said,

“Like it? I customized that just for you.”

“I think it would’ve been even better if you were wearing that ring and those captions while you were getting beaten up.”

Brandon's face finally changed.

His expression quickly darkened.

But not at Sienna. At me.

“Aurora, Sienna’s just joking. Don’t make a scene.”

“It’s our wedding day.”

I let out a mocking laugh.

*I* was making a scene?

Who was it that had been systematically destroying my wedding?

The tiny pains in my heart spread out, dense and suffocating, until they simply went numb.

The guests below finally snapped out of their shock.

“The bride is so unlucky, getting bullied on her wedding day.”

“They say Sienna is a famous TV host, but I’d say she’s more like a famous homewrecker host.”

“Maybe we should report her. See if she got that hosting gig through legitimate means.”

Hearing the word "report," Brandon finally couldn’t sit still.

He quickly turned to Sienna.

“Sienna, why don’t you go home for now? You don’t need to host the rest of the wedding.”

I looked at Brandon’s anxious face, my heart growing colder.

I had been publicly insulted by Sienna for so long, and he hadn't reacted.

But Sienna had merely been criticized a little, and he couldn’t stand it.

“You’re telling me to leave?”

Sienna looked at Brandon in disbelief.

“You said that whether you got married or not, there would always be a place for me by your side.”

“And now, on the very first day of your marriage, you’re kicking me out!”

Her voice was incredibly hurt, her eyes rimmed with red.

Tears streamed down her cheeks.

As she spoke, she threw down the host’s jacket.

Left in only a flimsy slip dress, coupled with her red eyes, she looked utterly pathetic.

“You liar, I’m leaving and I never want to see you again!”

“I’m going to go die right now, so I won’t be in your way!”

With that, Sienna burst into tears and ran out, uncaring.

Brandon panicked completely, tearing off his groom’s jacket.

“Aurora, Sienna is really stubborn. I can’t leave her out there alone.”

“We’ll just finish the wedding ceremony when I get back.”

I stood on the wedding stage, my voice calm.

“Brandon, it’s our wedding day. Are you really leaving?”

Brandon gave me a quick hug.

“I’m just going to comfort her.”

“I’ll be back soon, it won’t delay anything.”

With that, he left without a backward glance.

Leaving me, dressed in my wedding gown, standing alone on the stage.

The day that was supposed to be the most beautiful of my life had turned out like this. I never expected it.

The guests below cast sympathetic glances my way.

Soon, they started leaving, one by one.

I sat in the dark, clutching the ring with the insulting inscription.

Tears streamed down my face, unstoppable.

From noon until evening, Brandon didn't show up.

It wasn't until past midnight that Sienna posted a photo on SnapChat.

The background was a Ferris wheel.

“The person who truly loves you will even ditch their own wedding to ride a Ferris wheel with you.”

Soon, mutual friends started commenting:

“OMG, but aren’t you guys afraid Aurora will get mad?”

Brandon quickly liked the post and replied to the comment:

“If she gets mad, I’ll just go home and sweet-talk her.”

“After all, Sienna is the most important person to me. Aurora is partly to blame for Sienna leaving, so she deserves a little punishment to teach her a lesson.”

I stared at Brandon's reply, my heart clenching painfully.

The hotel wedding venue was frighteningly empty.

I stood there for a long moment, then dialed a number.

“Find out Sienna’s hosting schedule for me. I want to send her a big gift.”

“Also, please draft divorce papers for me.”

After hanging up, I went to the dressing room to change out of my wedding dress.

A staff member stood behind me.

“Ma’am, I’ll pack this up for you to wear next time.”

I lifted my eyelids, glancing at her.

“No need. Burn it.”

I wouldn't need it ever again anyway.