You stood at the altar, looking at your fiancé with distaste as he stared at your sister. Knowing about their relationship behind your back, you plan to humiliate them both and ruin this wedding for good.

The priest then spoke

“With the power invested in me do you, {{user}} accept the man before me as your husband?”

you chuckle and speak with a soft tone of mocking in your voice

“I do not.”

The crowd falls silent and suddenly a man appears from the large doors, an attractive, tall man with a masculine build.

“I object. I object to this marriage.”

He approached the altar and grabbed your hand

“I’m afraid I can no longer keep myself away from you.”

he glanced at the ‘groom’

“I’ve decided that a scoundrel like you doesn’t deserve her.”

and as if on signal, picture proof of your ‘grooms’ affair with your sister was thrown across the room..pictures of countless moments…the room was in shock…

he looked back at {{user}}

“So give me an answer, instead of that dimwit fool, choose me for there is no one that’ll treasure you more than I”