Priest Asks Bride to Step Aside as Groom Proposes to Her Sister—Her Reaction Stuns Everyone
From inside came the sound of raised voices—Stephanie’s sharp, furious tones cutting through the door, Liam’s lower voice ragged with strain.
Clara’s chest constricted as she pressed closer, straining to catch the words.
Her pulse roared in her ears.
She couldn’t take it anymore.
Balling her fist, she pounded on the door.
“Open up!” she shouted, her voice breaking.
“I know you’re in there!”
The arguing cut off in an instant.
For a moment, there was only silence.
Then hurried whispers.
The sound of movement.
Finally, the deadbolt slid back, and the door cracked open.
Clara shoved forward, anger trembling through her as her eyes locked on her sister.
“How dare you?” she demanded, her voice raw.
“How dare you twist my wedding into this circus? You think humiliating me makes you happy?”
Stephanie’s lips parted—but before she could reply, Liam broke in, words tumbling out.
“Clara—she trapped me. Those papers you signed? The ones she slipped between the venue holds and deposits? They weren’t for flowers or catering. They were transfers. Your house, your savings—everything.”
“She told me she’d already filed copies, that she could strip it all from you and leave us with nothing.”
Clara’s stomach dropped.
“What?” she whispered.
Liam’s voice cracked.
“She said if I refused her at the altar, she’d make it all go through that very day. That she’d ruin you, your parents—everyone.”
“I thought if I gave her what she wanted in that moment, I could stop her from going through with it. Buy us time. Find a way to undo it after. I panicked, Clara. I thought it was the only way to protect you.”
Stephanie gave a sharp laugh, brittle as glass.
“And you call me manipulative? Look at him, Clara. He’s admitting it—he made his choice. He stood with me.”
Clara’s voice rose, fierce with fury and hurt.
“No. He didn’t choose you. You trapped him. You tricked him, and you think that makes you the bride? You’ve built your whole life out of stealing from me, Stephanie. And this time, I swear—you won’t win.”
