He pulled Josh’s second phone from his pocket—the one Josh swore was “just for work.” A video had popped up. My heart dropped. It showed Josh kissing Lily in a hotel lobby. Yesterday’s date. Same hotel where the guests were staying.
Then came the text message under it: “Meet me at 5. Don’t try to act smart or you’ll face consequences. – Josh.”
The ceremony blurred around me. The priest’s voice broke through: “If anyone objects to this union, speak now…”
I rose and walked to the altar.
“Adam, you need to see this,” I said, holding up the phone.
Gasps filled the room as the video played. Adam’s face crumbled. Lily stammered. “It’s not what it looks like!”
But Adam had seen enough. “The wedding’s off,” he said, and walked out.
Lily collapsed, sobbing. My mother turned on me, accusing me of ruining everything. But I didn’t back down.
“She betrayed me,” I said. “And so did Josh.”
