“My Twin Sister Stole My Fiancé on My Wedding Day by Pretending to Be Me – The Drastic Measures I Took”
My Twin Sister Seduced My Fiancé by Pretending to Be Me on My Wedding — My Response Was Harsh
Nina came up with a scheme for revenge after her twin sister Emma deceived her husband Luke on their wedding night into a spectacular betrayal. Emma’s world was thrown into disarray when she organised a public humiliation with the assistance of a homeless man who had been turned into a pretend tycoon.

I had spent a great deal of time anticipating my wedding day. Luke and I visited my parents’ house a week prior to the wedding to complete the last-minute arrangements. We were talking about the plans while seated in the kitchen.
“Nina,” my mother remarked, lifting her gaze from the invitations. “I noticed Emma’s name isn’t on here.”

I tensed up. I hadn’t spoken to my twin sister Emma in years. She was not welcome at my wedding. “You are aware of my feelings for Emma, Mum. She’s conceited and jealous. She is not welcome here.

Mom’s expression relaxed. She’s still your sister, honey. Without her, it wouldn’t feel right.”
My father agreed and nodded. “Nina, family is really important. Give her an opportunity.”
I exhaled. “All right. I’ll extend an invitation to her.” I feared it inside. However, I wished to maintain harmony.

When the wedding day finally arrived, it was stunning. We spent three days celebrating at a gorgeous hotel in the countryside that we rented. Everything was flawless. The flowers were stunning, the sun was bright, and everyone exuded happiness.
I was surprised when Emma and I clicked. She appeared to be different—even nicer. “Nina,” she uttered as her gaze softened. “I’m really happy for you.”

“Many thanks, Emma. Thank you for that. I wondered if she had changed.
The younger attendees continued to party while the older people started to leave as the evening wore on. There was a lot of dancing and drinking before the actual celebration began. The mood was exuberant and happy.

Emma came over to me, two gowns in a match, and a naughty smile. She questioned, “Remember these?” “Let’s dress the same, just like when we were kids!”
I chuckled. “Not at all? For the sake of the past.” We dressed alike and did our hair in the same manner. It was enjoyable and nostalgic.

As the evening went on, I became aware that I hadn’t seen Luke in a long time. I searched the packed room, but I was unable to locate him. Something felt wrong in my gut. “Have you seen Luke?” I asked around among friends, but nobody knew.
I began my search by going through the entire hotel. My chest throbbed with my heartbeat. I looked over the dance floor, the bar, and even the area besides the pool. At last, I made my way to the restroom. I heard voices, muted, as I drew closer. My heart fell.

I pushed open the door and saw Emma and Luke together. They were looking unkempt, and they were in a precarious situation. My entire world fell apart in an instant.
“Luke?” With a trembling voice, I whispered. I was not heard by them. My eyes filled with tears. I experienced difficulty breathing. I turned and fled the motel, tears clouding my vision.

I went outside, found a quiet place, and fell upon the grass. Nothing calmed me down, not even the cool night air. I broke down in tears and buried my face in my hands. How could they subject me to this?
I was crying and feeling so broken that I couldn’t even tell how long I sat there. I was too embarrassed to disclose what had occurred to anyone. I didn’t know what to do next since my ideal day had turned into a nightmare.

Luke approached me out of the blue and asked, “Why are you crying? When I last saw you, you had a smile on your face.”
I turned to face him, my expression filled with hurt and perplexity. “That wasn’t me, Luke. Emma was acting like me at that point.”

His shocked eyes became wider. “What? Emma? Are you really real?”
“Yes,” I answered, blotting my tears. “You were duped by her. But we are unable to inform anyone. Not just yet.”
Luke nodded slowly as he tried to take it all in. “Okay, what do we do?”

“We remain silent,” I replied, my anguish giving way to determination. “And I’ll figure out a way to make her pay.”
The following day, I informed Luke that I had to spend a few hours in the city while everyone was sleeping. He trusted me and agreed. With plots for retaliation racing through my head, I headed to the city. I had an idea when I spotted the homeless man on the street.

“Hi,” I smiled and said to him. “Would you like a haircut and some new clothes?”
Surprised but appreciative, he glanced at me. “Sure, ma’am.”
“What’s your name?” I enquired.
“Edward,” he answered, gazing at me in shock.
“Edward, I need you to help me with something,” I said. “I’ll explain on the way.”

When I went him to the barbershop, they cleaned him up and gave him a chic haircut. He appeared to be a different man. Then we went to a shop and leased him a really expensive, elegant suit.
After speaking with him, we learned that his business partner had deceived him into forfeiting his share of the company, and that he had given up on life and was now living on the streets.

“So, Edward, what happened?” As we sat in the lobby, I asked in a gentle manner.
With a groan, Edward turned to face his hands. “I once had stock in a profitable business. My business associate—he deceived me. induced me to sign away my shares by trick.”
“How awful,” I murmured, experiencing a wave of empathy.

“Yes,” Edward said again, regret weighing heavily in his voice. “Until it was too late, I was unaware of what I had signed. I misplaced everything. Everything, my house, my savings. I had no one to turn to and nowhere to go. I found myself homeless.”
Luke gave a serious look and shook his head. “Dude, that’s hard. I have no idea how that must have felt.”
Edward gave a nod. “It was challenging. However, I made it through. I never gave up.”
After we got back to the hotel, I greeted everyone as an old friend and introduced Edward to them. “This is Edward,” I grinned. “He’s a very wealthy and successful businessman.”

Emma spotted him and her eyes brightened. She began to flirt with him and hung on to everything he said. She batted her eyelids and said, “So, Edward, what do you do?”
With a slick reply, “I own a chain of hotels across America and the world.”
Emma became enthralled. She would stop at nothing to be in his company. After hanging out for the day, they eventually slept in Emma’s hotel room. She believed she had found a wealthy and influential man.
Afterwards, in front of all the guests, I requested Edward to pop the question to her. He consented, and he got down on one knee in front of everyone. “Emma,” he gestured with a ring. “Will you marry me?”

Emma had eagerness and greed in her eyes. She said, “Yes!”
The guests applauded and clapped, but Edward got up and gave Emma a serious look. His tone was calm but stern as he stated, “I need to tell you something.” “I’m not a successful business owner. I’m just your average homeless man.”
Emma’s complexion became paler. She glanced about as terror began to creep in. “What? This can’t be real, I say.
Simply put, “It is,” he said.
Emma’s face contorted in embarrassment and wrath. With a sudden, astonished quiet, she turned and walked out of the hotel.
Edward then talked to Luke. He said, “Thank you so much for everything.” “If there’s anything I can do to repay you…”

Luke grinned. “There really is. What about working for my company?”
Edward’s surprised eyes grew wide. “Are you serious? That would be incredible.
Luke gave a nod. “We could use someone with your resilience and determination.”
Edward nodded, and without further ado, Luke recruited him as a small manager.
Now that Emma was gone, I had a feeling of justice. She had attempted to destroy my happiness, but all she managed to do was destroy herself. Luke and I, on the other hand, were stronger and closer than ever at our new beginning.

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