Nathan stood at the altar, eagerly awaiting his fiancée, Jane, in the beautiful white dress they had carefully picked out together. But when she appeared in a long black gown instead, he knew something was terribly wrong. What she revealed to him that day would change everything.

Our wedding day was supposed to be the happiest day of my life, but instead, it became a nightmare that left a deep scar on my heart. I never expected things to unravel the way they did.

Jane and I met through a mutual friend, and after a few dates, we were inseparable. She was the lively extrovert with a wide circle of friends, while I was the quieter, introverted type. But with Jane, it was different—I felt alive when I was with her. She made me feel valued and loved in a way I had never experienced before.

After just a few months of dating, I proposed. I knew she was the one, and she said yes without hesitation, her eyes lighting up as she admired the ring I had chosen for her.

“I can’t believe you said yes,” I told her one day. “I don’t know how I got so lucky.”

Everything was perfect—until it wasn’t.

We planned a small, intimate wedding for the summer, surrounded by our closest family and friends. I was excited to spend the rest of my life with the woman I adored. But fate had other plans.

On our wedding day, I stood at the altar in my tailored black suit, waiting for Jane to walk down the aisle in the white gown we had chosen together. Instead, she appeared in a long black dress—something more suited for a funeral than a wedding.

My heart sank. Why was she wearing black? What was going on?

As Jane walked toward me, I could see the anger in her eyes. The guests were just as shocked as I was, murmuring among themselves. When she finally reached me, I gently took her hands and whispered, “Why are you wearing black? What’s happening?”

She stared straight into my eyes and said coldly, “I’ll tell you after the ceremony.”

But I couldn’t wait. “No, tell me now,” I demanded, not realizing the next words out of her mouth would shatter my world.

“It’s because of your mother,” Jane revealed, her voice trembling. “She told me everything.”

“Everything? What are you talking about?” I asked, confused.

“She told me about you and Lauren,” Jane continued. “Your best friend. She said you’ve been cheating on me with her.”

I felt the blood drain from my face. The guests gasped as Jane’s words echoed through the church.

“What? That’s not true!” I pleaded. “Lauren and I are just friends. I don’t know why my mom would tell you that.”

But Jane wasn’t buying it. “I don’t believe you, Nathan. I know you’re lying.”

Desperate, I scanned the crowd for my mother, but she was nowhere to be found. I wanted to confront her, to demand an explanation.

“Please, Jane, trust me,” I begged. “My mom has never liked you. She’s trying to sabotage us.”

But Jane wasn’t finished. “It’s not just about the affair,” she said, shaking her head. “I know your secret, Nathan. You lied to me.”

I froze. “What secret?”

“You lied about your family’s finances,” Jane spat. “Your mother told me your family is bankrupt, and you’re marrying me to use my money to save your business.”

Oh no. She was right, but not in the way she thought.

Yes, my family’s business was struggling, and yes, I thought marrying Jane could help—but not because of her money. I loved her. That was why I wanted to marry her. But how could I explain that now?

“Jane, please,” I started, but she cut me off.

“I can’t believe I was so stupid to fall in love with a man like you,” she said, turning away.

I tried to explain, but my voice failed me. I watched helplessly as the love of my life walked away, declaring our relationship over.

I ran after her, pleading for her to listen. “Jane, wait! Please, hear me out.”

But she wasn’t interested in hearing any more lies.

“It’s over, Nathan,” she said before getting into her car and driving away, leaving me standing there alone, devastated.

My life hasn’t been the same since that day. I lost the woman I loved because of secrets I should never have kept. I confronted my mother, cut ties with her, and tried to reach out to Jane countless times, but she never responded.

I will always regret the lies, the betrayal, and the chance I lost to be with the one person I truly loved.