Ava and Ethan’s instant connection sparks a whirlwind romance filled with dreamy dates and heartfelt conversations. Just three months later, Ethan proposes, and Ava’s over the moon. But as their wedding approaches, an unexpected revelation threatens to shatter their fairytale love.
You know those moments that feel like they’re straight out of a romance novel? That was me on a warm spring day when I met Ethan. I was at my favorite coffee shop slash bookstore, hunting through the shelves for a new book, when our hands accidentally touched.
We both reached for the same copy of “Pride and Prejudice,” of all things. I remember looking up and just about melting into his warm, brown eyes. When he flashed me a smile that was all dimples and charm, my heart skipped a beat.
“Oh, I’m sorry,” he said. “Looks like we have the same taste in books.”
I giggled nervously. “No problem.
You can have it.”
“How about we share it?” He leaned in close enough for me to catch the woodsy scent of his cologne. “Over coffee, perhaps?”
There was no way I could say no. We spent the afternoon lazing on a comfy sofa in a corner of the shop, drinking coffee and discussing our favorite reads.
By the time he asked for my number, I was well and truly smitten. And that was the start of our whirlwind romance. Dinners under the stars, surprise weekend getaways, and those deep, late-night conversations where you feel like you’ve known the person forever.
It felt like I was living a real-life romance movie. I should’ve realized then that it was too good to be true. Three months after we met, Ethan proposed at that same coffee shop.
It was sunset, the sky painted in hues of pink and orange, making everything look like a scene from a fairytale. We were sitting in our usual spot, on the sofa, when he suddenly got down on one knee. My heart pounded as he held out a ring that sparkled almost as much as his eyes.
“Ava, you’ve brought so much joy into my life in such a short time. Will you marry me?”
Tears welled up in my eyes as I nodded, unable to find the words. “Yes, yes, a thousand times, yes!”
He grinned as he slipped the ring onto my finger, then scooped me into his arms.
It was perfect. We decided on a small, intimate wedding at a place on the lake a few miles out of town. We booked in for the weekend, just close friends and family.
The pre-wedding party was a joyful blur of laughter, clinking glasses, and heartfelt toasts. Ethan’s sister, Olivia, was her usual vivacious self, flitting around and making everyone laugh with her witty remarks. “Olivia, you’re going to spill that drink,” I teased as she gestured wildly with her glass as we made our way to the bathrooms.
She promptly laughed me off. “You know, I still can’t believe you two managed to pull this off,” Olivia said. Her expression shifted slightly, but I was too wrapped up in the festivities to notice.
Confused, I tilted my head. “Pull what off?”
“The whole fake marriage thing,” she said casually, taking a sip of her drink. “I mean, I know it was the only way for Ethan to get the inheritance, but you two deserve an Oscar for this performance.”
My heart sank.
