I AM THE FIRST LADY

was a partially sunny day, and the sky was clear as well. The air w

for a walk in the park, or for sitting under a gazebo with a cup of coffee. The world seemed to

Sarah, as she prepared to marry her high school sweetheart, David,

le reflecting the happiness in her heart. Little did she know t

dding a few touches to her face, commented with a smile on her fac

words, Fiona." Sarah enunciated, reciprocating the w

Ms. Thompson, it's only the truth." She countered as she c

hed Fiona getting ready to leave. True - it's her

eeped, indicating that a new message had come in. Sarah checke

e - it may be that someone was trying to pull a prank on her. The

er interest piqued as she clicked on the video - the reaction

wed her fiancé, David, kissing her maid of honor, Laura-her own best friend. The b

me. A woman's wedding is said to be one of the brightest days of her life, and Sarah had loo

piest day but on the other hand, she knew deep down that she couldn't k

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and a faint scent of incense lingered in the air. The sun streamed in thr

n was forced as she traveled her gaze between him and Laura who was standing only a few feet

nt she was acting, David volunteered to go first with the thought that

ake you, Sarah, to be my wife, to have and to hold, for better or for worse,

sed and felt how sincere David was as he recited the vow but now, she rea

" Her voice was supposed to be clear and strong, her love for the groom evident in every word, but it

icult decision. She couldn't go through with the wedd

h a mixture of pain, hatred, and determination

ldered guests. "I can't continue with these vows. My heart has

The guests watched in stunned silence, their eyes filled with a mix of sympathy and shock. Sar

ere she was going, but she knew she couldn't stay in a place filled with such painful memories