I hired an actor to be my “groom” at a fake wedding, all to get revenge on my cheating ex. But as we stood at the altar, exchanging fake vows and a not-so-fake kiss, I never could have predicted how this elaborate charade would completely upend my life.
I never thought I’d be the kind of person to stage a fake wedding for revenge. But there I was, staring at my phone, scrolling through photos of Charlie and Samantha’s latest date night. My stomach churned.
“Screw this,” I muttered, tossing my phone aside. That’s when the idea hit me. If Charlie wanted to flaunt his new relationship, I’d show him I could do one better.
I called my cousin Tess. “Hey, you still friends with that actor guy?”
“Ryan? Yeah, why?”
“I need a favor. A big one.”
Two days later, I was sitting across from Ryan in a coffee shop, outlining my ridiculous plan.
“So let me get this straight,” he said, leaning back in his chair. “You want me to pretend to be your fiancé at a fake wedding?”
I nodded, feeling a bit ridiculous. “I know it sounds crazy, but —”
“I’m in,” Ryan interrupted, a mischievous glint in his eye. “Sounds like fun.”
Over the next few weeks, I threw myself into wedding planning. Dress shopping, venue booking, inviting friends who were in on the plan — it was exhausting but exhilarating.
“You sure about this, Nat?” my friend Kira asked as we picked out flowers.
“Absolutely,” I lied, trying to ignore the knot in my stomach.
I nodded, and our lips met. It was just acting, I told myself, ignoring the unexpected flutter in my chest.
After the ceremony, we posed for countless photos. Ryan’s arm around my waist felt oddly comforting.
“You’re a natural,” I murmured as we smiled for another shot.
“What can I say? I’m a method actor,” he winked.
That night, I posted a flurry of wedding photos on social media. “Found my true love,” I captioned one. “New beginnings,” on another.
“Are you sure about this?” Kira asked when I told her. “It’s not just part of the act?”
“It’s real,” I assured her. “Unexpected, but real.”
Things were going great until Charlie found out. He started spreading rumors that our relationship was a sham, that I was paying Ryan to be with me.
When Ryan heard, he was upset. “I thought we were past all this,” he said, his voice tight.
“We are!” I insisted. “Charlie’s just being a jerk.”
I smiled, watching Ryan chat animatedly with the photographer. “Sometimes the craziest plans lead to the best outcomes,” I mused.
As I reflect on everything that’s happened, I can’t help but marvel at the journey. What started as a misguided attempt at revenge led me to true love and personal growth I never expected.
Life has a funny way of working out sometimes. And while I wouldn’t recommend staging a fake wedding as a path to happiness, I can’t regret the choices that led me here — to Ryan, to love, and to a future brighter than I ever imagined.
1-Month-Old Twin Brothers Found Dead Alongside Their Mother Amidst Hurricane Helene’s Devastation
Kobe Williams, 27, tragically lost her father after making a serious vow to shield her newborn twins, Khyzier and Khazmir, from Hurricane Helene’s fury. Kobe, who was hoping to protect her one-month-old sons from the storm’s destructive force, sought shelter in her home in Thomson, Georgia, but fate had other ideas.
Kobe and her twins were the youngest known victims of Hurricane Helene, which ripped through Georgia, killing 33 people and leaving a path of destruction in its wake. Their family was devastated by the storm, which had already wreaked havoc over the Southeast of the United States.
She had a conversation with Obie Williams, Kobe’s father, mere moments prior to the unfortunate event. Kobe told him that she would heed his instructions and take cover in the toilet with her babies when the storm grew stronger. However, Obie received no response when he attempted to reach her again after a short while.
Later, after navigating over broken power lines and fallen trees, Kobe’s brother arrived at her house. When he got there, he discovered an unbelievable sight of destruction—a big tree had fallen through the roof, right where Kobe and her pups had taken refuge. Not one of them made it.
Kobe, a devoted and resilient mother, had postponed her aspirations to become a nurse assistant in order to focus on raising her sons. Her family is now forced to mourn the premature deaths of a mother and two innocent people due to one of the deadliest storms in American history.
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