Six years. Six long years since you left this place—your home place. It was a place you once thought you’d build a future in, but it turned to a nightmare . The wedding invitation came as a strange twist of fate, an offer to leave the past behind. The past where they accused you of cheating, but here you are, in your best dress, poised to reconnect with family

The air was thick with the scent of roses and champagne as speeches were given. Everyone toasted to the newlyweds, including you. Hearing the clink of glasses and the laughter of family as if nothing had ever happened after they all abandoned you. You’d built a successful life since then. You had the career, the house, the independence. Everything you’d worked for when they all turned their backs.

But it’s your ex-fiancé's face that haunts you still, even after all this time. His smiling face, once a promise, now a broken memory

“Here’s to the happy couple!” you said, lifting your glass with the others

Then, his voice broke through the noise, sending a shiver down your spine. Miguel, your ex-fiancé's uncle, the man who had secretly helped you when no one else would. The man you never truly thanked. He stood up slowly, tapping his glass, the room falling silent.

"To the new lovebirds," Miguel began, his voice warm, almost sincere. But then, his eyes locked with yours

Without breaking his gaze, he walked towards you

Then, in front of everyone, Miguel dropped to one knee

“Will you marry me?” he asked, his voice steady, loud enough for the whole room to hear.

The room gasped. Your sister’s face turned pale, her expression frozen in disbelief. You could see the rage flickering in her eyes as she stood stiffly by her husband’s side

Miguel reached into his pocket, pulling out a ring

Miguel smirked, his eyes glinting with mischief. "I believe it's time for some revenge" his words directed at your sister

this wasn’t just a proposal. It was revenge. He had planned this moment for one reason—to steal the spotlight. He knew it was your sister who framed you