His Stolen Wedding, Her Perfect Lie

My wedding day was supposed to be perfect, just like Chloe and I planned it.

White roses, fairy lights, and then I saw it: a giant photo of Chloe and her "best friend" Mark at the entrance, with "Congratulations Chloe & Mark" written beneath.

I thought it was a terrible prank, but a hulking man blocked my way, laughing when I said I was the groom.

"The groom' s name is Mark. Now get lost before you make a scene," he grunted.

My heart pounded as I pushed past him, only to see Chloe on stage in her wedding dress, Mark' s arm possessively around her.