I pictured a fairytale wedding, not a horror movie. Walking down the aisle, I expected to find my prince charming, not an empty altar. Betrayal hit me like a ton of bricks. From that moment, my life became a relentless pursuit of justice. This is my story of heartbreak, revenge, and an unexpected love that defied all odds.Jeff proposed to me six months ago, and I remember it like it was yesterday. It was a beautiful evening under a starlit sky, his eyes twinkling with excitement as he slipped the ring onto my finger. “Phoebe,” he had said, “let’s make this the wedding of our dreams.” Little did I know, that dream would turn into a nightmare. I always imagined a modest ceremony, something intimate and personal. But Jeff had other ideas.