ys, and all exits gone or locked. Dana had literally trapped me inside the house. All she left was a sticky note: “Don’t take it personally. It’s just not your day.”She underestimated one thing:
I still had my Apple Watch. I messaged my friend, who showed up like a hero. We made it to the wedding just as Dana walked down the aisle.I stormed in, held up her note, and told my dad what happened—in front of everyone. Guests gasped. My dad’s face fell. The wedding?
Called off. Dana? Exposed.Weeks later, he left her and told me, “I saw her for who she really was—because of you.”Sometimes being the villain in someone else’s story just means you’re the hero in your own.
