Chapter 1On my wedding day, my two bridesmaids bailed overnight.
They posted on TikTok. Said I made them crash with some creepy loner. Fed them leftovers.
Said I had someone rip off their manicures. Took their makeup so they couldn't look pretty.
The comments? Destroyed me.
My family? Turned their backs.
My fiancé? Called off the wedding. Wanted me to pay for everything.
I lost it. Knocked over the champagne tower.
Glass went into my neck. Blood everywhere. Dead.
My parents? Heart attacks. Dead within days.
Then I saw it all—
Turns out my fiancé had been fucking bridesmaid Lennon the whole time.
This was their plan. Frame me. Rob me. Walk away clean.
I opened my eyes again. Back to the day before the wedding.
This time? I'm recording everything.
Ready for your starring role, you pieces of shit?
LIGHTS. CAMERA. PAYBACK.
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"Harlow. Lennon and Sage are landing soon. You gonna send a car?"
That's Crew. My fiancé. His voice snapped me back.
I touched my neck fast.
Nothing hurt. No cut. No blood gushing out.
Holy shit. I'm back.
Day before my wedding. Right when those two bitches landed in New York.
"I'll get them myself."
Called up my cousin Piper right away.
She's a doctor. Deals with psycho patients all the time so she got this little camera thing.
Clips right on her shirt. Films everything.
I told her to bring it. Film the whole damn thing.
Got to the airport. Saw them from way across the terminal.
Lennon and Sage.
Last time they destroyed my entire life.
"Harlow!"
Lennon waved like nothing's wrong. Like she's not about to ruin everything.
I forced a smile. Walked over.
First thing Sage says?
"Where's our cash?"
"Got it right here."
I pulled out two grand I had ready.
"Thousand each. For your flights. Count it."
Last time I tried to Venmo them.
They said no. Wanted cash. Said it was for good luck.
Later I figured it out.
They wanted cash so they could say they paid. No proof I gave them anything.
They counted it fast. Shoved it in their pockets.
Lennon goes, "Where we staying?"
"Same hotel as me. Told you like two weeks ago. Forget?"
"Oh. Right."
We got to the hotel. Lennon dumps her bag.
"What're we eating tonight?"
"Taking you for New York cuisine. Sound good?"
Sage gets all excited.
"Heard New York pizza's insane. And the bagels. I want both."
"That's gonna be pricey though right? You gonna cheap out?"
"Hell no. Order whatever."
We sat down. They ordered all the expensive shit. Wine too.
I didn't say shit. Let them do whatever.
Chapter 2
They stuffed themselves. I flagged down the server.
"Eight hundred bucks."
Damn.
One meal. Eight hundred bucks.
Lennon's smirking at me. "Bet you're dying inside right now."
"Nah. Using my fiancé's card."
I handed the card to the server.
Lennon's face changed real quick.
"Harlow! You're not even married yet. You can't just blow his money like that."
"We're getting married tomorrow. What's the difference. Plus Crew gave me this card. Told me to use it."
"And I'm buying you guys dinner. Not random shit."
"Still. You can't just—"
Server's just standing there. Doesn't know what to do.
"Lennon. It's my fiancé's money. Why do you even care?"
Lennon realized she slipped up. Tried to explain.
"Just don't want Crew thinking you're a golddigger."
"He won't. You guys ordered everything. I'm just paying."
I looked at the server.
"What're you waiting for? Swipe it."
Beep. Eight hundred gone from Crew's account.
Crew gave me this card three years ago. I never used it once. First time today.
His call came through immediately.
"What'd you spend eight hundred on?"
"Dinner with Lennon and Sage. You told me to use it. You mad?"
He went soft real quick.
"Nah. Just wondering."
I spend eight hundred and he flips. Say it's for Lennon and he's suddenly fine.
Pathetic.
On the way back I asked them.
"What happened to your hands? Your nails look like shit. That hurt?"
Sage shrugged it off.
"Just some sketchy nail salon. They fucked up taking them off."
Last time they said they got these fancy nude manicures for my wedding.
Said I freaked out they'd look better than me. Had someone rip their nails off.
Said their hands hurt so bad they couldn't hold anything.
Said I dug through their bags. Stole their makeup. Wanted them to look like crap at my wedding so I'd shine.
So this time? I made sure to bring it up.
"You guys gotta be up early. Get some sleep tonight."
"Do yourselves up tomorrow. We're gonna get sick photos."
"You brought makeup right? I got extra if you need."
Lennon barely looked at me.
"Yeah we got it."
Back at the hotel that night. I pulled up Lennon's burner account.
Everything about her and Crew. All of it.
Last time after I died she deleted the whole thing.
If I hadn't died I'd never know they'd been fucking for six months.
While we were planning the wedding. After we took the photos. After we booked everything.
Lennon wanted Crew to dump me.
But Crew didn't wanna look like the bad guy. Didn't wanna waste the money he spent.
So they set this whole thing up together.
Chapter 3
I screenshotted everything from Lennon's burner account.
Proof she's a homewrecker. Proof Crew's a cheater.
I scrolled through her posts one by one.
First one.
"Told Crew I like him today. Yeah he's my bestie's fiancé but whatever. Love doesn't wait in line."
"Crew didn't say yes. Didn't say no. Just hugged me."
Second post was a month later.
"Got wasted with Crew. He kissed me."
Photo attached.
Her head on his chest. Half her face showing. His face cut off. Just neck down.
Third post. Two weeks after that.
"Camping with Crew. Rain got crazy. We fucked in the tent."
I punched the bed reading that.
Then kept scrolling.
Lennon treated this thing like her diary. First she kept their faces hidden.
Then she got ballsy. Posted them together. Even bed pics.
Yesterday she tagged Crew straight up.
Caption: "Crew. After tomorrow you're mine."
I saved everything. Took forever to stop shaking.
Then put together everything Piper filmed. Plus all the cheating proof.
Next morning I got up. Did my makeup like normal.
Piper still didn't know what was happening.
"Harlow it's late. Where's your bridesmaids? I'll grab them."
Piper went and knocked. Nobody answered.
She ran back.
"Harlow I knocked like crazy. Nobody's in there. Think something's wrong?"
"They're fine. I'll call them."
I called Lennon. Hit record right when she picked up.
"Hey Lennon. You guys ready? Piper went to your room. Nobody answered."
"We left already."
I knew she'd say that. Still acted shocked.
"Left where?"
"We're back in Boston."
"Harlow, we flew all the way here to be your bridesmaids and you treat us like shit? We're done."
She hung up. Blocked my number.
I called Sage.
She picked up. "Harlow you never gave a shit about us. Don't call again."
Hung up on me. I kept the act going.
"Piper. My bridesmaids bailed."
Piper tried calming me down.
"Don't freak out. We don't need them. Let's just go."
Crew's guys showed up to get me.
They walked straight in.
"Harlow where's Lennon and Sage? They're supposed to be your bridesmaids. Where the hell are they?"
"They left."
"Left? Why? You screw something up? Treat them like shit?"
I shot back.
"Crew. Why's that your first thought? That I did something wrong? Can't be them trying to wreck my wedding?"
"I already saw the video. Look at this."
