The next morning, Ethan behaved as if nothing had happened—up early, making me breakfast. He played the part of a devoted fiancé. So I decided to play along too.
During breakfast, I feigned casual interest.
"Why don’t we go together to the bridal boutique today? We can check how our wedding photos turned out. If they’re not good, we can choose new ones."
Ethan’s hand hesitated, then he quickly forced a smile.
"Sure. Chloe mentioned they also offer romantic wedding video montages now. We could play one at the ceremony for the guests. If you’d like, we can film one."
"Sounds good." I agreed without hesitation.
At the boutique, when Chloe saw me walk in, the smile on her lips froze. Ethan was the first to recover.
"Oh, we’re here to check on the finished photos."
The moment I heard it was about wedding photos, I saw Chloe Adams (hereafter Chloe) curve her lips into a sly smile.
It wasn’t until I saw the photos of me and Ethan Carter (Ethan) that I realized why she was smirking.
The entire selection was perfunctory—either long shots or pictures without my face.
This so-called wedding album was pure trash. Honestly, you could swap out the bride and no one would notice.