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Played for Fools: Our Unstoppable Wedding

Chapter 4 

Word Count: 559    |    Released on: 05/06/2025

via would have appreciated. We didn't talk much about them. Instead, we talked about his latest ER horror story, my strug

golden California sun, a charming old stone building for the tastings and events.

named Isabella, greeted us like old

od-fired pizzas, a simple but delicious-sounding lemon

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a

nning Cabernets, looking utterly bewildere

ng here?" he stammered, h

ront of me, a protective gesture that didn't go unnoticed. H

back and forth between us, as if we'd suddenly grown second heads. "Are yo

ing. Even now, he thought t

colder than I intended. "We're in love. People i

y shoulder. "We

The silence stretched, filled only by

nterjected, "Shall we try the rosé, then?

me away, leaving Jack standing th

vines, a glass of crisp rosé in hand, No

'll tell Oliv

her mind." He grinned. "Which i

p but smile ba

ment options Isabella had laid out. Mo

Maybe some Juliet garden roses?" They were notoriously expensive and hard to source, something I

special cultivation here, a hybrid we developed. It's called the 'Napa Dawn.' Similar color palette, but wit

uisite. Far more beautiful and uniqu

erfect," I

agreement. "N

a small, se

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Played for Fools: Our Unstoppable Wedding
Played for Fools: Our Unstoppable Wedding
“For seven years, I, the lead singer of "Static Bloom," harbored a secret love for our infuriatingly talented guitarist, Jack. Thanksgiving night was supposed to be our night, with his brother Noah also nursing a long-standing crush on my ex-best friend, Olivia. But neither Jack nor Olivia showed up where they were supposed to be. My phone buzzed with an Instagram notification, then a shared post appeared: Jack and Olivia, arms around each other, announcing, "Finally making it official. Happy Thanksgiving! ❤️" The photo, five years old, shattered my world, confirming years of their secret relationship and calculated deception. Jack, who'd recycled love songs for me, and Olivia, who'd used Noah as her dutiful admirer, saw us as naive pawns in their cruel game. Olivia later messaged, gloating and asking if I was "happy" for them, while Jack dismissed my seven years of devotion as "intense." Noah and I met, numb with betrayal, realizing how deeply and deliberately we had been played, their arrogant triumph stinging more than the heartbreak. The sheer audacity of their lies, the way they'd used our unwavering affection as a smokescreen for half a decade, burned with an unbearable injustice. How could they have been so cold, so manipulative, while we poured our hearts out? They truly believed they had won, that they were clever escaping the messy entanglements of their own making. Then, amidst the ashes of our shared misery, Noah looked at me, a wild glint in his eye, and dropped the bomb: "Let's get married, Emily." It was reckless, insane, gloriously petty, and the perfect chaotic revenge. To give them a surprise they wouldn't expect, we decided to tie the knot, turning betrayal into our most unexpected love story.”
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