Chapter 4: The Cost of Trust
The next morning, the fallout began.
Messages. Apologies. Excuses wrapped in panic.
His family called again, this time not to defend him—but to understand how everything had collapsed so fast.
But there was nothing to explain anymore.
Trust isn’t destroyed in a single moment. It’s revealed in one.
And I had seen mine clearly.
Later that day, I met the wedding planner again.
“We can reschedule,” she offered gently.
I shook my head.
“There’s nothing to reschedule.”
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Because I wasn’t just canceling a wedding.
I was canceling a future that had never been real.
