Red String Caught My Fiancé Cheating On Our Wedding Day

Red String Caught My Fiancé Cheating On Our Wedding Day No cheating couple has ever been able to hide from me. Since I was ten, I've had a special ability.

I can see red strings connecting people. Only people who have actually slept together get tied by one. Over the years, two extra red strings showed up around my father's head.

My mother never stopped fighting with him about it. Because of that, the quality I valued most in a husband was loyalty. That's why I ended up choosing Zach Carter.

His head had always been completely clear. Just half an hour ago, he sent me a sweet voice message. "Chloe, I've saved myself for you for twentyfive years.

Tomorrow night is our wedding night, and I can finally make you mine.

I love you!" But right now, standing in front of the mirror in my wedding dress, I saw a glowing red string stretching from him.

It snaked through the crowd and connected straight to my maid of honor and best friend, Tess Reynolds. Tess was kneeling on the floor, adjusting the train of my gown.

She pulled down her collar, intentionally showing off the dark hickeys on her neck.

Then she let out a soft groan and rubbed her lower back. "Chloe, you have to let me go home early tonight to rest. I was way too tired last night...

My legs are still shaking." The rest of the bridesmaids laughed and teased her, asking when she was going to introduce them to the guy who'd worn her out.

I just stared at that bright red thread on her. Last night, when Zach dropped me off, his head had been completely clear.

I looked at Zach, who was gazing at me with deep affection, and then at Tess, her face still flushed. "Tess, that mysterious boyfriend of yours who kept you up all night..." "He wouldn't happen to be my fiancé, would he?" Tess's hands froze on my dress.

A flash of panic crossed her eyes. "Chloe, stop joking." She quickly lowered her head and went back to smoothing my train. "I have a boyfriend." Beside us, Lily got excited and tried to grab Tess's phone with a laugh. "Come on, let us see who broke our little Tess last night!" Tess held onto her phone and hid behind me, giggling. "Seriously, I can't show you.

He has a temper. If he finds out I showed his picture, he'll be furious." "Ooh, protecting him already?" "I have to.

His situation is a bit complicated, so we're keeping it a secret for now." As Tess said this, her eyes drifted past the crowd and landed on Zach, who was standing by the door.

The red thread connecting them was blinding. I clenched my fists, nearly ripping the lace on my dress. Over the years, I had seen countless red strings tangle and cross.

But I never imagined I would see one on my own groom the day before our wedding. "Chloe, help me out here," she whined, tugging my arm. "He really told me not to show anyone." I forced my trembling hands to steady and managed a tight smile. "Since everyone is so curious, let's play a game.

Whoever loses has to hand over their phone." "Yes!" Maya clapped. "The bride has spoken!" Tess blinked, clearly not expecting me to push her into a corner.

Zach walked in and placed his hand on my shoulder. "Chloe, stop teasing her." "Tess is sensitive. You're the bride, don't start bullying your maid of honor." Tess.

Before today, he had always called her Tess Reynolds. I looked at the hand on my shoulder. Last night, this very hand had wrapped his jacket around me.

He had held me close and whispered that he wanted to save his very first time for our wedding night.

Less than twentyfour hours later, he had his first red thread. "I'm bullying her?" "Well, you know how stubborn you get once you set your mind on something," Zach smiled, handing me a glass of juice. "Prewedding anxiety is normal.

Have something sweet." Tess took the opportunity to shrink behind his back. "See? Zach always gets me. Chloe, don't be so mean to him in the future.

What if you scare such a good man away?" "Are you really that worried about my fiancé running away?" "I'm just looking out for you." She giggled, covering her mouth.

On her pinky finger, she wore a simple silver band. I recognized that ring. It was a design sketch Zach had shown me months ago.

He had told me the lines were too plain and didn't suit me. Now, it was on Tess's finger. A perfect fit.

Taking advantage of Tess's distraction, Lily snatched her phone and unlocked it with face ID before Tess could stop her. "The more you hide him, the more we want to see!" Lily swiped to the first photo and let out a loud whistle.

The photo showed Tess's profile. Her eyes were red and watery. From her collarbone down, deep purple hickeys covered her skin. "Oh, damn!" Maya squeezed in to look.

The second photo was a closeup of two hands tightly locked together. The tension in the photo was palpable. The man's wrist bore a blackdial mechanical watch.

There was a distinct scratch on the bottom right of the bezel. I knew that scratch all too well. Zach had gotten it when he bumped into a shopping cart while shopping with me.

My nails dug deep into my palms. Then came the chats. The contact name was "ZE," and the avatar was a green field.

The chat history was filled with daily "good morning" and "good night" texts, along with latenight FaceTime call logs. The earliest message dated back to a year ago.

ZE: Tess, I seriously can't stop thinking about you. Tess: I miss you too, ZE. I dreamed about you last night. I dreamed you were holding me to sleep.

My breath caught as I scrolled to a message from three months ago. Tess had texted: The concert tonight was amazing. But when can we hold hands in public like everyone else?

ZE: Soon. Wait for me. Three months ago. That was our sevenyear anniversary. That day, I had spent two hours on my makeup and cooked a full dinner.

I waited five hours for him, only to get a text: Sorry, babe. Work is crazy tonight. Eat without me and get some sleep. "Stop!

You guys are horrible!" Tess shrieked, snatching her phone back. Blushing furiously, she ran toward the stairwell. Less than two minutes after she left, Zach's phone buzzed.

He glanced at it and quickly turned it face down. "My mom wants me to book two more rooms. Some relatives just got into town.

You girls have fun, but make sure to let Chloe sleep early. She has to get up for hair and makeup tomorrow." Zach leaned down and kissed my forehead. The bridesmaids cheered.

Once he walked out, I excused myself to use the restroom.

As I approached the stairwell, Tess's voice drifted through the door. "I thought you said we shouldn't meet tonight?" Zach's voice was low and strained. "I just missed you too much.

I needed to see you." "Well, you've seen me. Now go.

We agreed last night was the end of it." Tess was trying to push him away, but her voice was dripping with sweetness. "You're getting married tomorrow.

I don't want Chloe to notice anything." "You know how she is. She's terrified of betrayal.

She literally just asked me if my boyfriend's last name was Carter." Zach let out a dry laugh. "So you do know she's terrified of betrayal." A brief silence followed, then the sound of rustling fabric against the door. "Tess, I crossed the line last night." "And?" "I have to marry Chloe.

I owe her that much." Tess's breathing grew ragged. "But do you love her?" "Yes," he answered without hesitation. "I've committed to her since college.

The house is under her name, my salary goes to her, and I won't let her suffer after marriage." "Then what am I to you?" "I'm sorry. I just couldn't help myself.

I'm completely losing control around you." Zach's voice dropped to a whisper. "Over the years, I've gotten so used to you helping me at work.

You always come to me when you're sad, and you're the only one I can talk to when I'm stressed.

When you cried last night and said we couldn't see each other anymore, I just snapped." I heard Tess playfully hit his chest. "If you love her so much, why are you here right now?" "Because I want you." Those four words were soft, like a sigh, but they completely shattered seven years of trust.

I gripped the doorknob, barely able to stand. It turned out a man could clearly love me while simultaneously wanting another woman.

He had treated his loyalty like an expensive gift, waiting to present it at the wedding.

Only to let Tess testdrive it first. "Zach, after the wedding, are we really over?" "Yes." "Can you actually let me go?" "Even if I can't, I have to.

Chloe would never forgive me if she found out." "She loves you so much.

How could she ever leave you?" Zach chuckled. "Of course she won't leave." His absolute certainty hurt worse than the betrayal itself. "She's spent six months planning this wedding.

The house is fully furnished. Both of our families and all our friends are arriving tomorrow. She cares too much about her mother's reputation to cause a scene.

Even if she finds out, she'll wait until after the wedding to deal with it." Tess sniffled. "What about me? Have you thought about how I feel?

I love you, but I have to stand there as her maid of honor and watch you marry her." Tess started crying.

Zach comforted her for a long time before finally saying: "The smart lock passcode to our new house is her birthday. Go there and wait for me.

I'll make it up to you tonight." "Are you insane?

That's the house she personally decorated!" "After tomorrow, I can never hold you like this again." "What if she finds out?" "She's staying at the hotel with her bridesmaids tonight.

She won't go to the house." I heard the sound of a quick, sloppy kiss. Then, Zach's husky voice: "Wait for me." Footsteps approached the door.

I quickly retreated into a bathroom stall. Through the thin partition, I heard Tess walk in. She turned on the faucet, humming a cheerful tune in the mirror.

At the exact same time, my phone lit up with a Snapchat message from her. Tess: Hey babe, I'm feeling a bit under the weather, so I'm heading home early. Don't be mad!

I'll be there bright and early tomorrow to be your maid of honor! I stared at the screen, a cold smile forming on my lips. I typed back: Get some rest.

Half an hour later, I was sitting alone in my car in the hotel's underground parking lot. A notification popped up on my phone from my smart home security app.

We bought the house together with a joint loan. After the renovations were done, I had installed a security camera in the living room for safety.

I hadn't gotten around to telling Zach about it yet. On the live stream, Tess didn't look uncomfortable at all.

She grabbed a pair of men's slippers from the entryway and casually opened the wine cabinet. Twenty minutes later, Zach walked through the door.

Tess threw herself into his arms. "This is our last night.

Don't mention Chloe's name." "Tess, don't be childish." "Can't you even promise me that?" Zach hugged her from behind. "Okay.

No talking about her tonight." They kissed from the living room to the hallway, the camera capturing them right up to the master bedroom door.

Inside that room was the bed I had spent an entire afternoon making, complete with the custom silk sheets I had personally ironed. Our engagement photos hung on the wall.

The wedding gift he gave me sat on the nightstand. Now, everything I had carefully put together was just the backdrop for their affair. The camera only covered the living room.

But the red thread had already shown me the ending. Even though I had prepared myself, watching them put their hands on each other felt like a physical blow to my throat.

I couldn't breathe. Tears finally spilled over, heavy drops falling onto the screen where two blurry figures clung to each other. The screen went black.

I looked at my own reflection in the dark glass. I was twentyeight. The exact same age my mother was when she caught my father cheating.

The only difference was that my mother endured it. I would not. The evidence was on my phone, and the footage was saved in the cloud.

I wiped my tears, started the engine, and drove home.

The moment I saw my mother, the tears came rushing back. "Mom, I want to cancel the wedding tomorrow." By 11:00 PM, my mother had finished watching the footage.

Her hands were shaking violently. "Chloe, this video didn't catch them actually entering the bedroom." "But yesterday, their red strings were connected." My mother snapped her head up. "You're sure?" "I am." When I was ten, I asked my mother why the man from the first floor and the woman across the hall on the third floor had a red string connecting their heads.

I asked if they had slept together. My mother slapped me, thinking I was talking dirty.

Six months later, when the two families ended up in court over an affair, she finally realized what I could see.

Since then, she warned me never to tell anyone about my ability to avoid trouble. She also knew why I had been so hesitant to get married.

My mother closed her eyes. "Of course it had to happen the night before the wedding." "It didn't just start last night. They've been emotionally cheating for a year or two.

Last night was just the night they finally tied the knot." My mother was silent for a long moment. Then, she pulled out the guest list. "I'll start calling our relatives right now.

As for his side, let Zach handle it himself. Chloe, you didn't make the same mistake I did. I've got your back." I dialed Zach's number.

It rang seven times before he declined the call. Five minutes later, a Snapchat message arrived from him. Zach: Babe, are you back at the hotel? Zach: Get some sleep.

You have to wake up early for makeup. I stared at his fake concern and replied: Where are you? The typing bubble kept appearing and disappearing.

Two minutes later, he sent a photo of the guest bedroom in our new house. Zach: I sorted out the relatives.

The hotel was fully booked, so I'm crashing in the guest room at our place tonight. He lied so flawlessly.

If not for that red string, if not for the security camera, I probably would have spent the night worrying about how exhausted he was from running around all day.

I sent him a screenshot of the security footage instead. In the frame, Tess's dress was draped over the living room sofa.

Right after, I sent my final message: "You don't have to hide anymore. The wedding is canceled. Let's keep whatever dignity we have left." Zach didn't reply.

A minute later on the camera, Zach rushed into the living room and stared directly up at the camera lens. Tess ran out behind him, wrapped in my bathrobe. "What do we do?

Did she see us?" Zach reached up and ripped the camera down. Right before the screen went black, I heard his voice, eerily calm: "Don't worry.

I'll handle it." The next morning, at the crack of dawn, it became clear that his idea of "handling it" was to force me into the wedding.

Zach had messaged his family group chat, claiming I had suddenly come down with a severe fever.

His mother, Amber, showed up at my hotel door with a dozen relatives, blocking the hallway. "Chloe Vance, you get out here right now!" "Backing out of a wedding at the last minute?

That's fraud!" "Chloe, if you don't open this door, I will make sure everyone in this city knows you lost your mind before the wedding.

Let's see who will marry you then!" Outside the door, Zach did nothing to stop her. He only spoke through the door in a gentle, pleading voice: "Chloe, put on your dress.

I'll take you to the venue. After today, you can punish me however you want." My bridesmaids had woken up to my apology text about canceling the wedding, but couldn't find me.

They ran around looking for me, only to stumble into Amber and Zach's aggressive family blockade in the hotel hallway. Lily immediately recorded a video and sent it to me.

Watching the video, my hands and feet went cold. I thought I had given him an easy way out so we could part ways peacefully.

Instead, he chose to play dirty, using the weight of the Carter family to force me to swallow this insult. I called Zach. "Tell your family to leave my bridesmaids alone.

I will be at the venue at eleven." I went to my closet, pulled out a black dress I had bought for a funeral, and put on a black fascinator veil to cover the dark circles under my eyes.

Then, I took my mother's hand and drove to the hotel venue. When Amber saw me dressed in all black, her hand stopped midair as she greeted guests.

Zach stepped forward to take my hand. "Stop acting out. I brought your wedding gown.

Go inside and change." I stepped back, avoiding his touch. "Where is Tess?" "She's not feeling well." "Tired out from last night?" Amber suddenly shoved me. "Keep your mouth clean!

On a beautiful day like this, how dare you throw dirt at your own husband?" My lower back slammed into the sharp corner of the reception table. The pain made me double over.

My mother rushed forward. "Don't you dare touch her!" She was blocked by Zach's uncle, Mark, and his sister, Annie. "Your daughter is dead set on making the Carters look bad today," Mark sneered.

Amber pointed her finger at my face. "She either walks down that aisle right now, or she gets down on her knees and apologizes to every single guest here." Zach held me up. "Mom, don't push her." "You're still defending her?" Amber snapped. "She's my wife." I let out a cold laugh and reminded him, "We haven't signed the marriage certificate yet.

We are nothing." Zach's grip on my arm tightened. "Chloe, stop this." "I admit I made a mistake last night.

Once the wedding is over, I'll make it up to you." "Do you really think I'm doing this to negotiate with you?" Zach looked at me, a genuine look of confusion in his eyes. "Are you really going to ruin our sevenyear relationship over one little mistake?" Right then, the announcer's voice echoed from the ballroom speakers. "Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome the groom!" The guests clapped, and Zach quickly put on a bright smile and walked inside.

Beyond those doors was a dreamlike scene, with spotlights, cascading white flowers, and the wedding march playing softly.

The announcer announced, "And now, the moment we've all been waiting for.

Please welcome the beautiful bride!" I walked in wearing solid black, looking like I was attending a funeral, stepping onto the aisle I had dreamed about for five years.

Tess was standing near the altar in her maid of honor dress, her eyes puffy, still wearing that plain silver band on her pinky.

The moment she saw me enter, she immediately started crying. "Chloe, thank god you're here. Last night I was just depressed, so I asked Zach to have a few drinks with me.

Please don't misunderstand. There's absolutely nothing going on between us..." As she spoke, she reached out to adjust my nonexistent train.

The announcer called for the groom to meet the bride. Zach smiled warmly and walked toward me as if nothing had happened. He dropped to one knee before me.

I reached out, grabbed Tess by her collar, and yanked her forward with all my strength. With a sharp gasp, Tess stumbled and crashed directly into Zach's arms.

The entire room went dead silent. Guests exchanged bewildered looks.