During Our Wedding, My Husband Raised A Toast To "The Woman He Loved." Then He Danced With My Sister—My Marriage Ended Before It Started The ballroom shimmered under golden chandeliers, violins played softly, and laughter filled the air. It was supposed to be the happiest night of my life—the night I finally became Mrs. Adrian Walker. For two years, we had planned every detail of this wedding. Every flower, every vow, and every melody was chosen with care. I stood there glowing in my lace gown,

At Our Wedding, My Husband Raised a Toast to ‘The Woman He Secretly Loved’—To My Sh0ck, He Walked Past Me to My Sister The ballroom shimmered under golden lights, the music soft, the laughter warm. It was supposed to be the happiest night of my life. I was finally Mrs. Adrian Walker, standing beneath a canopy of roses and chandeliers at the Lancaster Grand Hotel. Every detail—every flower, every song—had been chosen with love. For two years, we planned this day down to the smallest touch. Then,