On what was supposed to be the happiest day of our lives, my wedding to Walter Harris took an unexpected turn. Just as we were about to exchange vows, my sister Isabella Reed fainted due to low blood sugar. Without hesitation, Walter scooped her up and rushed her to the hospital. In a moment of hurt and impulse, I made a decision that would change everything. I turned to Walter’s brother, Noah Harris, and married him instead. Walter returned to me, his eyes red and he kept begging me to get back with him. I smiled calmly, gently caressing my pregnant belly. “That’s not happening.” It was like those 10 years of loving Walter had just vanished into thin air.
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