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The wedding planner handed me a paternity test result instead of my veil. I stared at the paper. My fiancé Marcus Clare had a three-year-old son. The mother was my maid of honor, Sophia Reed. My hands trembled. Three hundred guests were waiting in the chapel. My custom Vera Wang gown suddenly felt like a straitjacket. I pulled out my phone and checked Sophia's Instagram story from this morning. She'd posted a photo of a little boy eating pancakes with the caption, "Daddy's making us breakfast before Auntie Elena's big day!" The boy had Marcus's exact eyes. The same rare shade of amber that I'd fallen in love with. I zoomed in on the background. That was Marcus's kitchen. The espresso machine I'd bought him for Christmas sat on the counter behind them. My phone buzzed. A text from my mother, Diana Blackwood. "Where are you? The ceremony starts in ten minutes!" I didn't respond. Instead, I walked out of the bridal suite and headed toward the groom's room. The door was slightly open. I heard Marcus's voice, low and urgent. "Sophia, I told you not to bring Tyler today. What if Elena sees him?" "He wanted to watch his daddy get married." Sophia's voice dripped with false sweetness. "Besides, after today, we won't have to hide anymore. Once you're legally married to Elena, you'll have access to the Blackwood trust fund. Then you can divorce her and we can finally be together." My blood turned to ice. "Keep your voice down," Marcus hissed. "Her family's worth billions. I've been playing this game for four years. I'm not letting you ruin it now." Four years. Our entire relationship was a lie. I pushed the door open. Both of them froze. Marcus's face went white. "Elena! This isn't what it looks like—" "Really?" I held up the paternity test. "Because it looks exactly like what it is. You've been sleeping with my best friend for at least four years, you have a secret child together, and you're marrying me for my family's money." Sophia's eyes darted to the paper in my hand. "Where did you get that?" "Your baby daddy's mother sent it to me." I smiled coldly. "Apparently, she thought I deserved to know the truth before I made the biggest mistake of my life." Marcus grabbed my arm. "Elena, please. Let me explain. Yes, I made mistakes, but I love you. I really do. We can work through this." I looked at his hand on my arm, then back at his face. The face I'd trusted. The face I'd planned to wake up next to for the rest of my life. "Let go of me," I said quietly. "Elena—" "I said let go." He released me, and I turned to walk out. Sophia called after me, "Where are you going? You can't just leave! There are three hundred people out there!" I stopped at the door and looked back at them. "You're right. There are three hundred people out there. And they're all about to find out exactly what kind of man Marcus Clare really is."

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