On Her Wedding Day, Bride Is Terrified When Her Supposedly Dead Fiancé Appears among the Guests — Story of the Day

As Sarah stood at the altar, preparing to marry a man she didn’t love, her heart ached. She caught a glimpse of her dead fiancé among the guests.

Sarah adjusted her dress, feeling the weight of the delicate engagement ring against her chest. The 15-carat diamond on her hand felt like a burden. Her marriage to Frank Melville was her father’s decision, meant to secure a business alliance.

Her true love, David, had died in a car accident three years ago. David, her former driver, had been the love of her life, a stark contrast to the wealthy but uninspiring Frank. David had proposed with a modest ring, a symbol of genuine love.

As Sarah walked down the aisle, she suddenly heard a familiar voice. She turned and saw David, alive, in a wheelchair. Overwhelmed, she realized her father had lied about David’s death to control her life. Ignoring her father’s threats, Sarah chose David, the father of her child, over wealth and luxury.

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