The music stopped abruptly inside the chapel.
Even the officiant stared openly now.
Vanessa lowered her voice again, trying desperately to regain control.
“Daniel, listen to me. I love you.”
But she said it too quickly.
Too perfectly.
Like someone reading from a script.
And Daniel finally heard it.
Really heard it.
Because when love is real, it sounds human.
Messy.
Imperfect.
Not rehearsed.
He shook his head slowly.
“All this time…” he whispered. “Was any of it real?”
Vanessa’s eyes filled instantly with tears.
Real tears this time.
But not from guilt.
From fear.
“Of course it was real.”
“Then who’s Caleb?”
The silence that followed swallowed the entire entrance.
Vanessa blinked.
Once.
Twice.
Daniel looked down at the bank records again.
Then back at her.
“Who is he?”
She didn’t answer quickly enough.
And that was answer enough.
Inside the chapel, whispers exploded.
“Oh my God.”
“Is she cheating on him?”
“Did his mother expose her?”
Phones appeared discreetly in guests’ hands.
A bridesmaid quietly stepped away from Vanessa.
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