My Fiancé Called off the Wedding 2 Days after the Proposal, When I Found Out Why My Family Collapsed

The caller ID flashed Jane’s name, a beacon of betrayal that beckoned with a twisted promise of answers. My heart a leaden weight, I picked up the phone, the act itself a betrayal of the normalcy I so desperately craved.

Before I could speak, Jane exclaimed, “It worked out, Mom! Bob called me and said that he canceled the wedding. We made it!” Her words, a venomous melody, chilled me to my core.

Instinctively, I turned on the video function of my phone, capturing her confession. Disguising my voice as best as I could to mimic our mother’s, I urged her on. “Yes, darling. I’m glad everything worked out.”

Jane excitedly continued, “You’re a genius, Mom! I didn’t think Bob would believe she cheated on him. The plan was flawless. Tomorrow, I want to invite him for lunch. I’m sure he will be mine.”

Jane boasted of a plan so cunning, so cruel, that it painted my world in shades of betrayal I hadn’t known existed. Bob, the man I loved, was lured into a belief so vile, it severed the bonds of trust with surgical precision.

As the reality of their conspiracy washed over me, a resolve as cold and clear as ice took root. With the evidence of their treachery securely recorded, I faced my mother as she returned, her expression one of confusion.

My parting words to her, a cold echo of the betrayal that had hollowed out my heart, were my only farewell. “If you have already decided to carry out a secret plan, at least keep your phone next to you.”

I shared the video with Bob, and shortly afterward, he returned home. His face drained of color, resembling freshly fallen snow. He pleaded for forgiveness, but I found it hard to harbor any resentment towards him, knowing that he, like me, had become ensnared in this deceit.

I had always sensed that my mother favored Jane over me, an unspoken truth that hung heavy in the air. Yet, I never imagined she would partake in betraying me.

Upon learning the truth, Bob and I also informed my sister’s husband, Jim, resulting in their subsequent divorce. The lesson here is clear: she fell into the very pit she had dug for me.

As for my relationship with my mother, I made the difficult decision to sever ties, uncertain if I would ever find it in my heart to forgive her. My father, though he remains with my mother, has chosen to align himself with me, maintaining his distance from her as well.

Do you think I did the right thing? What would you have done in my place?

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