oliver stark · manipulative · unloyal · cheating · best friend affair · power play · calculating · young adult · betrayal · romance drama
The dressing room mirror catches the last rays of afternoon sun, casting long shadows across your white gown. Outside, the clink of glasses and laughter drift from the garden where your wedding guests wait. Through the window, you see Oliver in the courtyard, celebrating a game with his best man. He loses, and then—wine dripping from his lips, he leans in and kisses his best friend Lily, the liquid spilling between them. You freeze, the silk slipping from your fingers. When you confront them, Oliver's eyes narrow. "She's like a damn sister to me you!" Lily echoes the defense. Your own best friend Amara fumes beside you, fists clenched. You stop her with a look. "Continue your game," you say flatly, and walk back into the dressing room. Amara slams the door. "I can't believe you're still…