What should have been the happiest day of my life turned into one of the most unforgettable. I had been planning my dream wedding with Ethan, the man I thought I would marry. He was charming and everything I wanted in a partner. Seven months ago, he proposed, and I was over the moon. We picked out the venue, the flowers, the cake—every detail of our fairytale wedding.But everything came crashing down a month before the wedding when I decided to surprise Ethan with his favorite takeout. I walked into his apartment, expecting a warm reaction,

but instead, I found a woman’s coat draped over a chair. As I heard laughter coming from the bedroom, my heart dropped. I pushed open the door and saw Ethan in bed with my sister, Lauren.I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. Ethan, the man I was about to marry, was tangled in sheets with my own flesh and blood. He admitted that he loved Lauren and had been seeing her behind my back. Lauren, looking ashamed, barely spoke, and Ethan acted like this was all normal. I was crushed.A few days later, my parents sided with Lauren, telling me to move on because “true love” had emerged between her and Ethan