
I Exposed His Mistress At Our Wedding
Chapter 3
Just then, a message popped up from my best friend, Haven.
"Gabriella, I’ve got a secret to spill.
Kylian is planning to pop the question! On your birthday, no less.
He’s already reserved the venue and told us to keep it under wraps. Isn’t it just the most romantic thing?"
Noticing I hadn’t replied, she sent another text: "Where are you, where are you?
Honey, aren’t you surprised and over the moon?"
I replied: "No, actually, it’s a bit of a letdown."
Baffled, she asked: "What? What’s going on?"
"Kylian is cheating."
In a flash, Haven’s call came through. I picked up, and she hissed: "Kylian, that no-good jerk!"
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We sat in my favorite café, sipping cappuccinos. The rich aroma surrounded us as Haven did her best to console me.
"I just can't believe him! We spent so much time talking about your future together. It's like finding out Santa Claus isn't real."
I sighed, gazing at the vibrant autumn leaves decorating the streets. Thanksgiving was on the horizon, and the chilly air seemed to reflect my mood.
Haven leaned closer, her vintage dress rustling as she moved. "Do you want me to be with you on your birthday? We can plan something else instead."
I shook my head, finding some comfort in the idea of a quiet night at home, bundled up in a cozy sweater with a novel by the fireplace.
"I'll be okay," I said, managing a weak smile. "Besides, the Alps are calling. A trip might be just the escape I need."
Haven nodded understandingly, reminding me of our past adventures. "And don’t forget, there's an online sale. Some retail therapy might do the trick."
As we continued to discuss our plans, my phone buzzed with messages from WhatsApp, each one a reminder of the changing landscape of my life.
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