On my wedding day, I found the main table replaced — 9 seats taken by my husband’s family while my parents were left standing.

owned the luxury ballroom they were standing inside.

Elena turned calmly toward the wedding planner.

“Bring me the wireless microphone,” she said softly.

Victor frowned instantly. “Elena.”

She kept smiling.

“Now.”

The planner handed her the microphone nervously as whispers spread across the ballroom.

Victor grabbed Elena’s wrist tightly.

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