Chapter 1

I was born with a visual impairment.

When we took our wedding photos, I asked the photographer to dim the lights.

But my fiancé, Brandon, said it wouldn't look good if it was too dark.

I had no choice but to endure the discomfort and continue the shoot.

"Annie, our wedding package includes a solo photoshoot, so I called Audrey to use it."

Seeing my expression, Brandon came over and kissed my forehead. "You've taken so many already, it'd be a waste not to give it to her."

Yet, when Audrey took her solo shots, the moment she said it was too bright, Brandon immediately dimmed the lights.

And it wasn't just that.

At our destination wedding, before I even boarded the boat, I saw him thoughtfully putting my sunglasses on Audrey.

"Audrey, it's sunny on the boat, protect your eyes."

I stood silently, not getting on board. I sent Brandon a message.

"Let's cancel the wedding."

"I don't know if I'm blind, but it seems you already have someone else in mind to marry."

The moment I sent the message, my phone immediately rang.

"Annie, it's our wedding, why are you suddenly throwing a tantrum?"

I listened quietly, saying nothing, and Brandon seemed to find an outlet for his frustration.

"It all comes down to you not getting the laser eye surgery. If you'd just done it earlier, wouldn't there be no problems at all?"

"Audrey had her surgery ages ago, and her eyesight is perfectly fine now. Why do you have to be so difficult and disobedient?"

I sighed, my chest tightening with a suffocating feeling.

He never seemed to understand that my visual impairment was due to a congenital retinal defect, making surgery impossible.

What made me even more hysterical was that this was "our" wedding, yet he insisted on bringing Audrey along.

He took her to work, on business trips, and even on our dates.

When I protested and got angry, Brandon would just cuddle me, acting sweet.

"My professor asked me on his deathbed to take care of Audrey. Annie, we're getting married, can't you just let her be?"

How could I not?

He'd remember to buy Audrey birthday gifts but forget mine.

He'd watch movies she liked, pushing aside our dates.

Even when Audrey had a cold, he'd stay up all night to care for her, while if I wasn't feeling well, he'd merely tell me to rest.

I gave a bitter laugh and hung up the phone.

There was nothing left to say between us.

I got into a car home and called my arch-rival.

"Didn't you tell me not to marry Brandon? I agree. I won't marry him. You marry me."

There was silence for a few seconds on the other end. Unusually, he didn't curse at me, just replied with a "Fine."

After hanging up, I looked at the schedule my rival sent and immediately found a lawyer to draft divorce papers.

Just then, Brandon sent me a message.

"Annie, I've changed the destination wedding to tomorrow. Audrey and I are going to the island today to get a feel for it. I'll pick you up tomorrow."

"Annie, I'm happy today, so I'll indulge your little tantrum. Don't let it happen again."

At the same time, Audrey's social media updated.

She wore my sunglasses, a revealing tube top dress, and hooked her arm around Brandon's neck for a selfie.

The caption: "Happy two-person getaway!"

The comment section was filled with blessings for the two of them.

"Your girlfriend is so pretty! Much prettier than Annie!"

"Looks match, education matches! Most importantly, she's healthy. Brandon, are you sure you don't want to switch fiancées?"

Brandon seemed to see that comment and immediately snapped back: "Shut up, all of you. I only see Audrey as a little sister. And you have no right to comment on my fiancée."

I scoffed. He seemed to be defending me, but he never stopped them from treating Audrey like his girlfriend.

He didn't even delete that misleading post.

After leaving a comment saying "What a perfect match," I turned to pack my things.

As soon as I finished packing, Brandon's call came in.

"What did you mean by your comment? Annie, if your eyes were really bad, you wouldn't have time to look at your phone and post those comments!"

"Ruining our destination wedding wasn't enough, now you have to ruin my trip with Audrey? When did you become so unreasonable?"

I quietly listened to him finish his rant, then calmly said, "Then let's get divorced."