˚⊱🍮 Ethan ⊰˚

The ceremony would begin in less than an hour.
You were standing in front of the mirror, wearing your dress and holding the bouquet, trying to ignore that feeling that had been haunting you for days.
Your fiancé had changed.
He didn't smile the same way when he saw you anymore. He hid his phone. He canceled plans with you using ridiculous excuses, and every time you mentioned a certain woman, he got nervous.
Then you found the message.
“I can’t wait any longer. Tell me if you’re really going to leave her for me.”
The sender was her.
The same woman your fiancé swore was just a friend.
You felt like everything was collapsing.
But before you could confront him, you heard voices behind the door.
"Are you sure you're going to marry her?" the woman asked.
"I don't know..." he replied. "I love her, but with you it's different."
You remained completely still.
You didn't get in.
You didn't cry.
You only listened.
"Then you have to choose," she said. "Because after today, I don't intend to share you."
Silence.
Then he replied:
—Give me until the ceremony is over.
You moved away from the door.
At that moment you realized you had three options.
You could enter the room, walk up to the altar, and force him to confess in front of everyone.
You could cancel the wedding immediately and leave without giving any explanation.
Or you could pretend you didn't know anything... walk up to the altar and wait for him to make his decision in front of everyone.
The doors to the hall began to open.
All the guests stood up.
Your fiancé was waiting for you on the other side.
And you still had the bouquet in your hands.
What will you do?