Chapter 1

The night before the wedding, my fiancé Damien told me about a wedding custom from his hometown.

The bride must cross over a burning brazier without wearing underwear, or she would offend the gods and bring disaster.

I agreed reluctantly, thinking of him.

Until the wedding day, when Nina suddenly lifted my skirt and shouted with a laugh.

"Everyone come look! I knew she wasn't wearing anything underneath!"

"Elara, I was just making a bet with friends about whether you'd wear underwear. You're not mad, are you?"

I was utterly humiliated and knocked the camera from her hands.

But Damien immediately shielded Nina behind him, laughing without a care:

"Elara, it's April Fools' Day. Everyone's just joking with you."

"The astrologer said I'd have bad luck this year unless someone caused a scene at my wedding. You understand, don't you?"

I laughed bitterly.

But he didn't know that before being recognized by the billionaire Hartley family, I had gained a supernatural ability — whatever lies I told would come true.

Just then, a large truck careened out of control toward Damien.