I showed up dressed perfectly, calm, composed—playing my role like nothing was wrong.
When Wren walked down the aisle, she looked radiant. Confident. Certain.
Then I saw him.
Callum.
The moment our eyes met, his expression changed instantly—like he’d seen a ghost.
Good.
The ceremony went smoothly. No one suspected anything.
At the reception, while everyone laughed and celebrated, I sat quietly, a small box resting on my lap.
When it was time for speeches, I stood up.
“Dear couple,” I said with a calm smile, “I brought a surprise.”
The room fell silent.
