“It’s once in a lifetime, Phoebe,” he had insisted, his persuasive charm hard to resist. “We deserve a gorgeous wedding, something everyone will remember.” When the time came to discuss finances, Jeff offered a seemingly reasonable solution. “You handle the wedding expenses, Phoebe. I’m in the process of buying us a house.” It sounded fair to me, so I agreed to cover $25,000. We went all out: a lavish venue and a renowned wedding planner whom I hadn’t even met because Jeff wanted to surprise me.The big day arrived, and I felt like a princess stepping into the grand hotel. Guests were milling around, but there was no sign of Jeff. My heart pounded in my chest as I scanned the room, hoping to catch a glimpse of my groom.
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