A moment later, every screenshot I had saved appeared on the large white screen at the front of the church: Lori and Nick’s affair, their plan to replace me at my own wedding, and my mother’s messages helping them do it.
The whispers began instantly.
“Oh my God,” someone near the front said.
“They’re stealing her wedding?” another woman blurted.
“Her own family did this to her?”
Nick’s face drained of color. Lori dropped his arm.
“Turn that off,” she snapped.
I looked at them calmly. “If you three didn’t want people knowing the truth, maybe you shouldn’t have done something this vile behind my back.”
“Andrea, you’re making a huge scene out of nothing!” my mother cried. “Your sister and Nick are in love. They just didn’t know how to tell you, so they—”
“So they decided to hijack my wedding?” I cut in.
My mother fell silent.
Nick stepped toward me. “So what? You found out. Fine. The wedding is still happening.”
Lori straightened beside him. “You can’t stop it.”
I smiled again. “I’m not trying to stop it.”
They exchanged a confused glance.
Then I pulled out a folder.
“If you want my wedding that badly, you can have it,” I said. “I just was not planning to pay for it.”
Nick stared at me. “What?”
“You handled all the vendor contracts, remember?” I said. “You signed every single one while expecting me to cover my share.”
I saw the exact second he understood.
And it was beautiful.
“So legally,” I continued, “you are the only person responsible for paying for this wedding.”
Right on cue, the wedding planner, who looked as though she wanted the floor to swallow her whole, stepped forward holding a clipboard.
“Excuse me,” she said carefully, looking at Nick. “The final balances for today’s event are still unpaid.”
Nick turned to me slowly. “You never paid?”
A wave of whispers swept through the church.
I crossed my arms. “Every time you asked, I told you it was handled. But I never paid a single cent.”
He stepped closer. “You lied?”
"Sí", dije. "Planeaste humillarme, robarme a mi prometido, robarme el vestido y robarme la boda. ¿De verdad pensabas que yo también financiaría eso?"
Entonces intervino el catering.
"Señor, necesitamos la aprobación del pago antes de que continúe el servicio."
El encargado del local se unió a él. "Y el equilibrio del salón aún debe resolverse."
Desde cerca del pasillo, el director levantó la mano. "Lo mismo para nosotros."
Nick miraba a su alrededor como un hombre atrapado en una pesadilla.
"Esto es una locura."
Lori le agarró del brazo. "Tienes el dinero, ¿verdad?"
Tragó saliva con fuerza. "No es suficiente. No ochenta mil dólares. ¿Y tú? ¿No puedes cubrir la parte de Andrea?"
Lori le miró fijamente. "¿Hablas en serio? ¡Por supuesto que no puedo!"
Ese fue el momento en que todo explotó.
El padre de Nick se levantó del segundo banco, rojo de humillación.
"Nicholas, ¿cómo te atreves a avergonzar a esta familia así?"
Nick le miró con pánico.
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