Brad and I had been together for five years, planning a future that seemed almost picture-perfect. Meanwhile, Andrea, my best friend since we were twelve, was like a sister to me. We shared everything, from secrets to dreams. It was unimaginable to think either of them could betray me, but that’s exactly what happened. I discovered Brad’s infidelity when Andrea tearfully confessed she was pregnant and that Brad was the father.
The betrayal was a knife to the heart. Brad and Andrea, the two people I trusted most, had shattered my world. The revelation not only destroyed our engagement but also demolished the foundation of my friendship with Andrea. The ensuing fallout was intense. Both families were livid, refusing to attend their wedding. Brad and Andrea blamed me for their predicament, calling me selfish and vengeful. Their audacity to place the burden of their families’ absence on me was infuriating
