His Sister-in-Law, My Hell

The church doors opened, and my wedding day shattered.

My groom, Colby, turned from me at the altar, his eyes fixed on his pregnant sister-in-law, Camryn.

He led her down the aisle as if she were the bride, leaving me a statue in white lace.

He begged me to stay, promising his love, claiming duty to his dead brother.

Foolishly, I believed him, only to find Camryn' s suitcases already in our new home.