The next morning, I didn’t go to a lawyer; I went to the church where we had stood just days before. The priest looked at the video evidence with a heavy sigh, realizing the “sanctity” of the union had been a fraud from the start.
By noon, my phone was blowing up with texts from her family, accusing me of “harassing” her and demanding I pay for her relocation. They had no idea I had already uploaded the footage to a private cloud for my own protection.
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