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I stood at the altar, ready to marry Ethan. Then my best friend ripped off my veil. "You've played bride long enough." Before I understood anything, Ethan showed me a poll on his phone. Top vote: swap the bride for Wendy. His assistant. My fiancé looked straight at me. "This wedding was for Wendy." "It's just a prank." They laughed. They told me it was supposed to make me stronger. Then Ethan married her in the ceremony I had planned. She wore the expensive gown he said we couldn't afford. The ring that never fit me slid perfectly onto her finger. And when I collapsed, no one even answered the hospital's calls. That night, I went home. Wendy was wearing the wedding dress my sick mother had embroidered for me by hand. Ethan stepped in front of her. "Are you done making a scene?" Something inside me finally went cold. I packed my suitcase. I threw every photo of us into the tr@sh. Then I walked out alone. They wanted to teach me how to be brave. Fine. I'd start by leaving every one of them behind. I stood at the altar with a smile on my face, ready to say "I do" to my fiancé, Ethan Sloane. A second later, a sharp tug pulled at my veil. My best friend, Chloe Hughes, had come up behind me. With a smirk, she yanked the veil from my head. "The ceremony's almost over. You've played bride long enough." I stared at her, too stunned to react. Then my childhood friend, Zach Prescott, reached over, took the bouquet from my hands, and carried it straight to a girl sitting in the front row. My hands were shaking. "What are you doing? What is this?" The entire room fell silent. Ethan slowly turned the diamond ring between his fingers. His voice was completely calm. "Iris, this wedding was for Wendy. What's happening right now is just a prank. That's all." Then he pulled up something on his phone and turned the screen toward me. It was a live poll. One option sat at the very top. Top vote: [At the ceremony, swap the bride out for Wendy.] We
