MY YOUNGER SISTER STOLE MY FIANCÉ AND INVITED ME TO THEIR WEDDING — BUT SHE HAD NO IDEA IT WAS JUST THE BEGINNING OF MY VICTORY. My sister Erica had everything handed to her on a silver platter. The youngest, the favorite — our parents spoiled her while I had to fight for everything. They paid for her college, bought her a car at 18, and never missed her recitals. Me? I had to earn a scholarship and work long hours. They even skipped my graduation because Erica had a sore throat. Yet somehow, she still envied me. My independence, career, and most of all, my relationship. When I introduced my fiancé, Stan, she stayed close to him, laughing too hard, brushing against him “accidentally.” Then one night, I came home early… and found them together. Stan froze. But Erica? She smirked, “I WON.” A month later, our wedding was canceled. They no longer had to sneak around — they were officially a couple. I left town, trying to put it all behind me. But a year later, an invitation arrived. They weren’t just getting married — they wanted me to see it. To witness their victory. But there was one thing Erica didn’t know… And as she stood at the altar, basking in her moment of triumph, I just smiled — because in a few minutes, her entire world was about to crumble.⬇️