The day I was supposed to marry Brandon. Sienna, a young woman he’d sponsored through a tough time, was there, acting as our wedding host. As we exchanged rings, Sienna smiled, pressing the play button on the giant screen. The inscription on my ring flashed in high-definition video: WHORE. But on Brandon’s ring, Sienna’s name was engraved instead. Sienna provocatively wiggled her hand at me. “Brandon and I had these couple rings custom-made. Pretty, isn’t it?” The entire wedding hall fell silent. “What’s going on? Is this some new kind of… performance art?” “I’ve seen a lot of weird wedding stunts online. Maybe Brandon and Aurora are trying to be edgy?” “Wow, I never thought of having my ‘good friend’ put the ring on.” The word “WHORE” was undeniably clear on the big screen. Seeing me humiliated, our guests didn’t know how to react, resorting to forced laughter and awkward jokes to deflect. But right then, I didn’t care about their discomfort. My eyes were fixated on Brandon’s hand. I grabbed it tightly. “What is the meaning of this?” Brandon first frowned in annoyance. “Are you serious right now? Sienna just likes to joke around—” He stopped mid-sentence, his eyes widening as he looked down at his own ring. Where my name should have been, Sienna’s name was clearly etched on the inside. “How… how could this happen?” he mumbled, turning to Sienna. “Sienna, what’s going on?” Brandon had entrusted Sienna with all the details of our wedding rings. Sienna showed no sign of guilt, wiggling her hand at Brandon again. “Well, you insisted on going wedding dress shopping with Aurora instead of me that day, so I just changed it myself.” She finished, pouting playfully and sticking out her tongue. “Even the designer said my name sounded better. See? Our two names make such beautiful rings, don’t they?” Their hands came together. It was as if *they* were the happy couple getting married today. Brandon glanced at them, then let out a helpless sigh, his voice filled with a sickening indulgence. “Seriously, when are you going to grow up? You’re a grown woman, still so petty. What a little troublemaker. This is Aurora’s and my wedding today. Don’t you dare do this again.” Sienna batted her eyelashes at him, whining softly. “Hmph, it’s your fault for being so busy and not spending time with me lately.” “Alright, alright, fine. Next time, I’ll go swimming with you.” They flirted back and forth right there, at *our* wedding, as if they were the ones tying the knot. The wedding hall was utterly silent. The guests stared at the scene on stage, bewildered and unsure what to do. I couldn’t believe Brandon, a man so observant, wouldn’t notice the strange atmosphere. No. He simply thought Sienna was more important than anyone else. At that moment, scrolling text appeared on the big screen: **[PROFESSIONAL WHORE, ONLY FIVE BUCKS A POP!]** Accompanying the text were explicit photos of me being humiliated.
Perhaps the humiliation was too much, because the entire wedding venue fell into a stunned silence. My friend, Chloe, quickly cut the power to the screen. Sienna still looked unfazed, grinning as she said, “Like it? I customized that just for you.” “I think it would’ve been even better if you were wearing that ring and those captions while you were getting beaten up.” Brandon’s face finally changed. His expression quickly darkened. But not at Sienna. At me. “Aurora, Sienna’s just joking. Don’t make a scene.” “It’s our wedding day.” I let out a mocking laugh. *I* was making a scene? Who was it that had been systematically destroying my wedding? The tiny pains in my heart spread out, dense and suffocating, until they simply went numb. The guests below finally snapped out of their shock. “The bride is so unlucky, getting bullied on her wedding day.” “They say Sienna is a famous TV host, but I’d say she’s more like a famous homewrecker host.” “Maybe we should report her. See if she got that hosting gig through legitimate means.” Hearing the word “report,” Brandon finally couldn’t sit still. He quickly turned to Sienna. “Sienna, why don’t you go home for now? You don’t need to host the rest of the wedding.” I looked at Brandon’s anxious face, my heart growing colder. I had been publicly insulted by Sienna for so long, and he hadn’t reacted. But Sienna had merely been criticized a little, and he couldn’t stand it. “You’re telling me to leave?” Sienna looked at Brandon in disbelief. “You said that whether you got married or not, there would always be a place for me by your side.” “And now, on the very first day of your marriage, you’re kicking me out!” Her voice was incredibly hurt, her eyes rimmed with red. Tears streamed down her cheeks. As she spoke, she threw down the host’s jacket. Left in only a flimsy slip dress, coupled with her red eyes, she looked utterly pathetic. “You liar, I’m leaving and I never want to see you again!” “I’m going to go die right now, so I won’t be in your way!” With that, Sienna burst into tears and ran out, uncaring. Brandon panicked completely, tearing off his groom’s jacket. “Aurora, Sienna is really stubborn. I can’t leave her out there alone.” “We’ll just finish the wedding ceremony when I get back.” I stood on the wedding stage, my voice calm. “Brandon, it’s our wedding day. Are you really leaving?” Brandon gave me a quick hug. “I’m just going to comfort her.” “I’ll be back soon, it won’t delay anything.” With that, he left without a backward glance. Leaving me, dressed in my wedding gown, standing alone on the stage. The day that was supposed to be the most beautiful of my life had turned out like this. I never expected it. The guests below cast sympathetic glances my way. Soon, they started leaving, one by one. I sat in the dark, clutching the ring with the insulting inscription. Tears streamed down my face, unstoppable. From noon until evening, Brandon didn’t show up. It wasn’t until past midnight that Sienna posted a photo on SnapChat. The background was a Ferris wheel. “The person who truly loves you will even ditch their own wedding to ride a Ferris wheel with you.” Soon, mutual friends started commenting: “OMG, but aren’t you guys afraid Aurora will get mad?” Brandon quickly liked the post and replied to the comment: “If she gets mad, I’ll just go home and sweet-talk her.” “After all, Sienna is the most important person to me. Aurora is partly to blame for Sienna leaving, so she deserves a little punishment to teach her a lesson.” I stared at Brandon’s reply, my heart clenching painfully. The hotel wedding venue was frighteningly empty. I stood there for a long moment, then dialed a number. “Find out Sienna’s hosting schedule for me. I want to send her a big gift.” “Also, please draft divorce papers for me.” After hanging up, I went to the dressing room to change out of my wedding dress. A staff member stood behind me. “Ma’am, I’ll pack this up for you to wear next time.” I lifted my eyelids, glancing at her. “No need. Burn it.” I wouldn’t need it ever again anyway.
I got home that night, and Brandon’s message popped up. “Aurora, Sienna was scared by those people at the wedding. How could you have friends and family like that? That’s just bullying. Let’s put the wedding off for now. I might need a few more days to comfort her.” Bullying her? What a perfect liar. Looking at his words on my phone, I couldn’t even summon anger anymore. I typed back: “No worries, take your time.” Brandon’s message came through quickly again. “Are you mad at me?” “Sienna is the child we sponsored together, from a struggling community. We watched her every step of the way until now. What are you doing? Sponsoring someone only to abandon them later? You’re truly disappointing me.” He was disappointed? I scoffed. Brandon and I had gone to a less fortunate area to sponsor Sienna. She was the oldest, already seventeen, and not within my initial consideration. But Sienna knelt before me, saying her parents had passed away, and if I just gave her a chance, she would repay me well. My heart softened, and that very day, I brought her out of that community. I spent three months running back and forth to get her into school. Brandon said I’d found myself a queen. At the time, I even told him not to be so cold and to smile more at the kids from the community. Until later, their relationship grew closer and closer, and I felt like the outsider. So this was how she repaid me. I lowered my eyes, turned off my phone, and ignored him. Brandon didn’t send any more messages. For several days, he used his honeymoon leave to travel to several countries with Sienna. They even went to Antarctica to see the aurora borealis. I stared at the photos, lost in thought. Brandon had once told me that the aurora was pure and romantic, and he would never take another girl to see it. Just as he would only love me, for life. But in just a few years, he had forgotten everything he said. It wasn’t until my friend, Chloe, frantically messaged me that I snapped out of my memories. “Aurora, you won’t believe it, that b*tch is selling your explicit photos in the big group chat!” My brows furrowed. “Add me.” As soon as I joined, I saw Sienna’s message. “Aurora’s explicit photos, big sale! Not $998, not $98, just $9.8!” “If you want them, I can even throw in the video of her getting ditched at her wedding. What a deal, right?” I gripped my phone so hard my palm almost bled. I clicked on the group members. Brandon was in there. He was just quietly watching Sienna insult me like this, without saying a word. Chloe practically screamed through the phone, “Aurora, how does she know about your past?! And how did she get those photos?!” I looked at Brandon’s profile picture, and it took me a while to remember. When Sienna first transferred, she said she was scared. To cheer her up, Brandon had pulled out photos from when I was bullied in high school. My clothes were torn, I was wearing only a flimsy tank top, my face was swollen and bruised. Cheap lipstick was smeared all over me. Sienna finally smiled looking at those. Her dark eyes curved into a smile, her voice laced with amusement: “How utterly pathetic.” I had realized something was wrong back then and wanted to send her back. That was the first time Brandon ever fought with me. The man who had always indulged my every whim cold-shouldered me for a whole month, all for Sienna. “What a despicable pair! I’m so mad, I’m going to go tear them apart right now!” Chloe fumed. It took me a while to speak, my voice hoarse. “No need. I’ll do it myself.” The next day, Sienna, wearing a smile, stepped onto the hosting stage as usual. “Hello, everyone watching on screen, I’m your host for today, Sienna—” Before she could finish, the staff members gasped. On the big screen, a sudden display of intimate photos of her and Brandon appeared. Causing a scene at my wedding, selling my photos in a group chat, posting all kinds of vile messages. “Oh my god, how could she be like that?” “She always seemed so proper, but she’s so trashy in private. We should stay away from her, or she might put us in a group chat too.” “Mostly, she’s getting so close to someone else’s husband. Messing up someone else’s wedding, and still has the nerve to call someone else a third party.” Sienna’s body stiffened. The TV station director walked in from outside, roaring angrily: “Sienna! What is going on?!” The big screen continued to play. Sienna was almost in tears. “No, this isn’t me! Don’t look, none of you look!” “This is someone framing me, yes. It’s Aurora, that b*tch, she’s framing me!” “Is that so?” I walked out onto the stage. “Those were photoshopped, but what about this?” As soon as I finished speaking, several police officers entered from outside. Cold handcuffs clicked onto her wrists instantly. “Sienna, you are under arrest for disseminating obscene material and infringing on personal rights. Please come with us.” Sienna froze. Seeing me behind her, she lunged at me in a furious rage. “Aurora, you b*tch! It was you, wasn’t it?!” I pointed at the screen. “The TV station is still broadcasting live, sweetheart. Little kids shouldn’t use such language.” Sure enough, countless calls flooded in instantly, all condemning Sienna. Even the TV station executives couldn’t suppress it. Sienna, who had never experienced such a massive public spectacle, was completely stunned. She was so scared she couldn’t even cry anymore. I bent down and touched her face. “Like it? This is a special public service announcement I customized just for you.” “Honey, next time you plan on doing something bad, remember to study the law first.”
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