I was ecstatic when Rob proposed to me in Santorini. The sunset, the ocean, and Rob on one knee made it feel like a dream. I shared our engagement pictures online, and the likes and comments poured in. However, things took a turn when I received a message from Rob’s ex, Emily. She sent a picture of her wearing the exact same engagement ring Rob had given me.

Confused and betrayed, I started investigating. I contacted Rob’s college friend, Jake, who confirmed that the ring was custom-made for Emily. He explained, “Rob loved Emily. That ring was custom-made for her. When they broke up, she returned it. He kept it because it was expensive and sentimental.”

Instead of confronting Rob immediately, I meticulously planned our wedding, all while harboring a desire for revenge. My sister, the only one who knew my plan, warned me, “You’re enjoying this revenge plot. And what’s worse is that Rob doesn’t suspect a thing.”

On our wedding day, I had a second gown prepared for Emily. I invited her under the pretense of reconciliation. As the music played and Rob stood at the altar, Emily walked down the aisle instead of me. The guests were shocked. I revealed the truth, saying, “Rob proposed to Emily with this ring. Am I just not good enough, Rob?” With that, I called off the wedding and left, feeling a mix of vindication and sorrow.

Driving away with my sister, I pondered my actions. “I don’t know if I did the right thing, but I do know that I saved myself from a lifetime of uncertainty with Rob.”