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Liza stared at herself in the mirror, the soft glow of the vanity lights reflecting off her pristine white gown. Tomorrow was supposed to be the happiest day of her life, a moment she'd dreamed of since she was a little girl. But as she sat there in silence, something felt wrong—a hollow pit that had been growing in her stomach for weeks, fueled by her fiancé's recent distant behavior.Her phone vibrated on the table, pulling her from her thoughts. A message from her stepsister, Kylie."You deserve to know the truth."Confusion filled Liza as she opened the text. The image that followed shattered her world. Christoph, her fiancé, was lying in bed with Kylie, his body wrapped around hers in a way that left no doubt about what had happened. The time stamp on the photo showed it had been taken just hours ago.Liza felt the air rush out of her lungs, her hands trembling violently as her phone slipped from her fingers, hitting the ground with a harsh thud. Her chest tightened, and her mind raced in disbelief. This couldn't be happening—not Christoph, not her sister. Not the night before her wedding.But the evidence was right there, undeniable. Hot tears streamed down her cheeks as rage built within her, boiling to the surface. She had given everything to this man, trusted him with her heart, and he had betrayed her with the one person she thought she could count on.She could hear footsteps outside her room—her aunt and uncle preparing for the festivities, completely unaware of the devastating betrayal she'd just uncovered. Liza felt sick to her core, her entire body shaking as the weight of it all crushed her.But something inside her hardened. She wiped away the tears and stared at her reflection in the mirror again. The woman staring back at her wasn't the same innocent, hopeful girl she'd been only minutes before. No. This was a woman who would not allow herself to be humiliated or destroyed.She grabbed her coat and purse, storming out of the room without a word to anyone. The only thing on her mind was escape—escape from the lies, from the pain. She needed to clear her head, drown her sorrows in something stronger than tears.