On our wedding night, Greg’s excitement turned to horror as I revealed the secret beneath my dress: a temporary tattoo of his ex, Sarah, along with the words he’d said to her the night before—“One last taste of freedom before I’m bound to the same body forever.”
The day had been a fairytale facade, with Greg oblivious to my knowledge of his betrayal. He’d slept with Sarah, and now, standing in the master suite, he was forced to confront the truth. His shock gave way to pitiful sobs as I exposed his infidelity to his devastated parents.
Greg begged for forgiveness, claiming it was a mistake. But his choice to betray me was deliberate, and I was done. I walked away from the mess he’d created, leaving his family to face the fallout. With each step, I felt lighter—finally free from his lies and deceit.
Leave a Reply