The moment I stepped off the plane, my hands trembled around the wedding invitation. The elegant gold embossed lettering spelled out a name that made my stomach twist with unease–Trisha Caldwell. Ethan’s sister?
I clutched the envelope tightly, swallowing the lump in my throat. I had traveled two hours, leaving my son, Liam, with my mother, all for this moment. Today, I would finally meet my husband’s family. Ethan had always been evasive when I asked about them. He worked in New York while Liam and I lived in a quiet town, waiting for the day he would take us to meet them. That day never came. Instead, I found an invitation–one I wasn’t meant to find. A wedding invitation.
To say my heart shattered was an understatement. I had spent years believing Ethan loved me. That he was building a future for us. But the reality was cruel. I wasn’t his future–I was his secret. And today. I was going to change that
Dressed in the blue satin dress Ethan had once gifted me, I walked into the grand Caldwell estate. The mansion was overwhelming. its towenng chandeliers and marble floors gleaming under the soft golden light. The ballroom was filled with New York’s elite, women adomed in sparkling gowns and men in finely tailored suits. I felt like an outsider the moment I stepped in. My hands trembled as I handed the invitation to the usher. She barely spared me a glance before directing me inside
I took a shaky breath and stepped into the ballroom. It was dazzling–crystal chandeliers, silk–draped tables, the scent of roses and expensive champagne filling the air. Laughter and chatter buzzed around me, elegant women in designer gowns, men in tailored suits. I was out of place. But I was here!
I scanned the room, searching for a familiar face. And then I saw her–Trisha. The bride. She was breathtaking in her ivory gown, her blonde hair cascading in perfect waves. Ethan’s sister. My sister–in–law. Summoning every ounce of courage, I approached her.”
“Excuse me, Trisha?”
She turned, her smile polite but puzzled. “Yes?“%
I swallowed hard. “1–I’m Claire Claire Anderson, Ethan’s wife.”
Silence. Then, Trisha laughed. The sound was sharp, cutting, filled with cruel amusement.}
“You?” she sneered. “You’re saying you’re Ethan’s wife?”
Inodded quickly. “Yes! We got married four years ago. He–he wanted to keep it private, but 1-”
A crack echoed through the air before I even processed what had happened. My head snapped to the side, my cheek burning. She had slapped me
Gasps rippled through the crowd. I staggered back, my hand flying to my stinging cheek.
Trisha’s eyes gleamed with pure malice. “You disgust me,” she spat
I barely had time to recover before a hand yanked my hair back, forcing my head up. Victoria Caldwell. Ethan’s mother.
Her nails dug into my scalp as she sneered down at me. “You lying whore,” she hissed, her expensive perfume suffocating me. “How dare you come here and spew such nonsense?“%
I gasped, struggling to free myself. I’m not lying! Please, call Ethan! He’ll tell you-
Smack! Victoria’s palm struck my other cheek, sending me reeling. My vision blurred from the impact.
Laughter erupted around me.
“You pathetic little thing.” Trisha mocked, stepping forward. “Did you really think you could just walk in here, claim my brother, and we’d welcome you with open arms?”
I could barely catch my breath before she shoved me. My heels slipped against the polished floor, and I crashed onto my knees, Pain shat up my legs.
More laughter. More whispers.
“Look at her!”
“She actually thought she was one of us!”
“A desperate little gold digger”
Tears welled in my eyes. “Please,” I whispered, my voice breaking. “I love Ethan. I’m not after his money, I just–1 just wanted to meet his family
Trisha sneered “Family?” She knelt down, grabbing my face harshly. “You are nothing to us. Nothing to Ethan.”
My stomach twisted. “That’s not true–7
Her nails dug into my skin as she leaned in. “Then explain this.”
She snapped her fingers. A woman stepped forward. Tall. Elegant. Breathtaking.
My blood turned to ice. A world–famous supermodel and an actress. Olivia Bennett. The most beautiful woman I had ever seen. And she was wearing a ring. A wedding ring X
I felt the air leave my lungs E
No No, no, no–l
Gregory Caldwell, Ethan’s father, smirked from the sidelines. “That’s Ethan’s real wife.
The room spun. My entire body shook. “T-that can’t be-”
Victoria laughed. “Oh, you poor thing. Did you really think my son would settle for you?” My lips parted, but no words came out
Trisha grabbed my left hand and yanked my wedding ring off k
I gasped. “No–F
She held it up, inspecting it with disgust. “This pathetic thing? she macked before throwing it to the floor. The tiny diamond hit the marble with a soft clink. Then–she stomped on it
The metal bent. The gemstone cracked
A sob tore from my throat
“Oops,” she said with a smirk K
Before I could move, she kicked me in the stomach. Pain exploded through me as i collapsed fully onto the floor. The guests laughed, some whispering, others pulling out their phones.
‘Film het, someone chuckled. “This is priceless.”
My breath came in ragged gasps as Victoria loomed over me. “Get up, you filthy mat.“%
When I didn’t move fast enough, she grabbed my hair again and yanked me up. I whimpered, my scalp burning
Trisha raised her hand again- I flinched, expecting another slap- Instead, she punched me. Pain exploded through my jaw. My knees buckled Tears streamed down my face.
“Throw her out” Greory ordered
Strong arms grabbed me. Security
