Strangely enough, the family seemed to like me more and more with each passing day. They treated me like I was one of their own like I truly belonged. Despite Simon’s cold indifference, I honestly thought I was happy. That was until I found the photos.
One afternoon, my mom came into my room with some surprising news.
"Daniel, Simon’s younger uncle, is coming back from Europe in five days," she said.
I froze, caught off guard.
Daniel had never married in my past life, and I certainly didn’t expect our arranged marriage to progress so quickly.
I vaguely remembered Daniel. One thing was clear, though. He was always a good guy, almost like an older brother to me. Marrying him now felt like it would bring me more peace than tying the knot with anyone else.
I wasn't sure why, but the thought of him felt… right.
The next morning, I was up early, working away in my studio on the design for my wedding dress. I've been sketching out my dream wedding dress since college when I studied fashion design.
But every design I came up with back then had to fit Simon's tastes. He wouldn't let me use any design elements I liked—everything had to be for him.
But now?
Now, I was free.
Free to design the dress I loved, the one I’d actually want to wear—while marrying someone else.
A few days later, I finished putting the final touches on my dress and decided to grab a coffee from the breakroom.
That was when I saw Audrey’s post on social media.
In the photo, she was wearing my wedding dress. But it wasn’t the gown I had envisioned. The gown was cut in half and turned into a super-short skirt. To make matters worse, she was grinding against Simon, their bodies pressed so close as they danced.
[Simon knew I needed a dress, so he specially sent this one to me. Gosh, I feel so spoiled right now!]
I could hardly believe my eyes. My heart pounded in my chest as anger shot through me. Without a second thought, I stormed toward the fifth-floor ballroom, furious and ready to blow up.
There they were—Audrey and Simon—dancing like the world had disappeared around them. Their bodies were pressed tightly together, swaying with an intensity that made it feel like they were the only two people in the room.
"This is my wedding dress!" I shouted, unable to keep my fury in check. "How dare you give it to her?! And ruin it like this?!"