The night before my sister’s wedding, I crossed a line that changed everything. It wasn’t planned, but it felt inevitable.
Chris, my sister’s soon-to-be husband, had once been my secret crush, someone I had dreamt of building a life with.
Before my sister even knew him, Chris and I had been chatting online. I thought we had a connection, but he never reciprocated my feelings.
Our first meeting was a dinner date where I dragged my sister along. To my horror, they hit it off immediately.
From that night, Chris started drifting away from me, and eventually, he and my sister became inseparable. I blocked him out of frustration, but days later, my sister came running to me with news that crushed me—Chris had asked her to be his girlfriend.
From there, their romance blossomed. Chris spoiled her, buying her a car and showering her with love. I convinced myself to let go, but when they got engaged, the resentment I had buried resurfaced.
The night before their wedding, Chris came to visit. My sister was busy with last-minute preparations, and somehow, we found ourselves alone.
A whirlwind of emotions and unresolved feelings led to us crossing a boundary that should never have been crossed.
That night, I made a vow to myself: I would take Chris away from her, no matter the cost. He was mine before she even knew him, and I wasn’t ready to let him go.
By tuko