I envisioned a fairytale wedding, but instead faced a nightmare. Walking down the aisle, I was met with an empty altar and betrayal. Jeff, who had proposed under a starlit sky, promised a dream wedding but manipulated me into covering $25,000 for an extravagant event. On the big day, I arrived at the venue to find no sign of Jeff. Desperate, I learned from the wedding planner that the ceremony had been the previous day. Shockingly, I met Mike, another victim of the same scam. Our partners, Jeff and Amy, were lovers who had stolen our money for their own wedding. Fueled by rage, Mike and I tracked them to their honeymoon in the Maldives. After exposing their fraud, they were arrested. Our shared ordeal forged a bond, and eventually, love blossomed between us. Our wedding was everything I had dreamed of, a perfect new beginning from the ashes of betrayal.
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