Blurb：
On the day Bianca Moretti was supposed to marry Luca Romano, her sister Valentina walked down the aisle instead. “I’m pregnant with Don Romano’s child,” Valentina declared, holding up an ultrasound showing 12 weeks gestation. Luca, along with Moretti family members, pleaded with Bianca to understand—Valentina was dying, and this wedding was her last wish. But as Valentina escalated the drama by threatening suicide with Luca’s gun, Bianca realized the painful truth: her family would always choose Valentina’s whims over her heart. Forced to apologize, Bianca fled the church, leaving behind the life she dreamed of with Luca Romano. Can she escape the shadow of Valentina’s manipulation, or will the Moretti family’s loyalty to their dying sister destroy Bianca forever?
Content：
On the day that was supposed to be my weddingthe bride wasnt me.
The ceremony Id waited for five years for turned into a joke when Valentina, my sister, walked down the marble aisle in a white wedding dress. Her arm was linked with Lucas the man who was supposed to be waiting for me at the altar.
Im sorry, Bianca, she said softly. But you are no longer the bride today.
Then she touched her stomach, eyes gleaming with triumph.
Im pregnant with Don Romanos child.
Her words detonated inside my skull, and the whole world went silent.
As if afraid I wouldnt believe her, she lifted something glossy up towards the light.
A black-and-white ultrasound image.
It read clearly: Gestational age 12 weeks.
My eyes burned, tears stinging as I turned to Luca, desperately searching for anythinga denial, an explanation, regret.
Instead, he only sighed, weary and resigned.
Bianca, Im sorry. he said helplessly. Valentina doesnt have much time left. This wedding it was her last wish.
Ill make it up to you, he added. We can have another wedding later.
My father, Moretti, stood behind him, wearing the same stern expression hed worn my entire life.
I have never seen him smile at me, not even once.
Bianca, he said sharply, Your sister is dying. Let her have this.
My brother nodded without saying a single word, as if that was enough to be a solid answer.
All my life, they had chosen herher tears, her whims, her needsover mine.
Today was no different.
Something inside me quietly cracked.
Fine.
If no one in this family cares about me, Ill leave.
Chapter 1
Whispers rippled through the guests, sharp and slicing.
Heat crawling up my neck, as if their eyes were peeling me alive.
Bianca I know Ive wronged you.
Valentina stepped toward me. The woman who had always carried herself like a princess now wore a rare expression of guilt.
But the doctors said I have no more than a year left. Her voice trembled.
I just wanted to wear a wedding dress before I die. This is my only wish.
Please let me have it.
When she said these, her eyes held the same stubbornness shed had since childhood.
She looked exactly like the little tyrant shed always beenalways taking whatever she wanted, always taking from me.
I turned to Luca, my voice shaking.
Luca is this what you want too?
His gaze flickered between us, struggle flashing across his eyes.
Bianca, please understand. Your sister is sick. And shes pregnant
He reached for my hand. Instinctively, I stepped back.
Dad Marco you too?
My father let out a heavy sigh and placed a hand on my shoulder.
Bianca, let your sister have this. She doesnt have much time left.
My brother looked uncomfortable but still nodded.
Its just one wedding. You can have another one later.
Cold spread through my body.
These peoplemy familylooked familiar but felt like strangers.
And then, before anyone could react, Valentina suddenly snatched the gun from Lucas waist and pressed it against her temple, tears streaming down her face.
I should just die right now! she cried.
I wont burden any of you and Bianca wont hate me anymore!
A collective gasp rippled through the room.
Just as she was about to pull the trigger, the priest lunged forward from behind and ripped the gun from her hand.
Surrounded by comforting arms, Valentina sobbed so hard she could barely breathe.
I know Bianca never liked me. Just let me go Let she have what she wants
Bianca, this is too far! my brother snapped, fury blazing as he moved to strike me.
Luca stepped between us.
Dont touch her!
Then he turned to me
the gentle eyes he had all the time burned with cold and disappointment.
Bianca, apologize to Valentina. Tell her you dont mind.
His tone was soft but left no room for refusal.
My throat tightened. Luca clearly wasnt going to let this go.
Im sorry
I whispered, the words falling apart as tears streamed down my face.
I felt like I couldnt even breathe staying in that place, so I ran out of the church straight to the house Luca and I were supposed to stay for tonight.
The world had never felt so hollow. I have no idea what to do. I just numbly packed my suitcase.
This house
I had chosen it with Luca.
I had spent weeks working with the designer.
It was supposed to be our home.
Now it became nothing but a cruel joke.
Bianca, what are you doing?
Luca rushed in, freezing when he saw my packed luggage.
Where are you going?
He grabbed my wrist.
Bianca, dont do this. This wasnot what I wanted.
Valentina is sick and emotional. Dont hold it against her.
I lifted my head and looked at him.
The man I loved for years was now no more than a stranger wearing his face.
Luca dont you even understand how cruel you were to me today?
You stood beside her. You had a wedding with her. What did that make me?
Bianca, youre overreacting. He froze for a moment, then pulled me into his arms.
I just want to fulfil her last wish. It doesnt mean anything.
Just one year. Well have our wedding then.
I kept my mouth shut.
There was nothing left to say.
Chapter 2
Be a good girl, Bianca.
Lucas hand slid through my hair, his voice impossibly gentle.
You havent eaten all day, have you? Ill ask the chef to make your favourite creamy seafood pasta.
Get some rest. Ill call you when dinners ready.
Then he left as though nothing had happened. His footsteps echoed in the silence.
I had nothing to do but return to packing my suitcase.
Just as I reached the doorway, an angry voice drifted from the studysharp, furious.
Lucas.
Signor Moretti. Marco. Why didnt you tell Bianca her wedding was cancelled? His voice crackled with restrained anger.
I dont want Bianca to be humiliated in front of anyone ever again.
This is the last time. If you treat her like that again, youll gonna regret.
A tense silence followed.
Don, we were only thinking of Valentina, Marco sighed.
She doesnt have long left. We just wanted her to have her wish.
I know, Luca replied, his voice softening.
Thats why I agreed to the ceremony. But Bianca is innocent. You dont get to hurt her.
Another pause.
Try to do it again, he warned quietly, and I wont forgive it.
My heart tightened.
My suitcase slipped from my hand and crashed to the floor.
So, this wedding
the wedding I poured my heart into
had been nothing but a lie.
Never meant for me at all.
I covered my mouth to stifle a sob, but the tears came anyway.
Don, Mr. Rossi is outside, a servant said.
Ill be right there.
Lucas footsteps moved toward the door.
Take care of Bianca, he told my father and brother before leaving. Their steps faded soon after.
After a while, I wiped my face, steadied my breathing, and lifted my suitcase again.
But the moment I stepped into the living room, a voice froze me in place.
Valentina.
She was laughing.
Laughing as she spoke into her phone.
Im not dying. The medical report was fake.
I just dont want to see her happy. Ill take everything from herher father, her brother, her fianc.
And Luca will never know the truth. It was Bianca who saved his life, not me.
A shame, really. Hell never know.
She lifted her head and finally saw me.
Her expression flickered. Shock, then delight, then defiance.
So you heard.
I staggered back, my hands trembling.
Why? My voice cracked. Why do you hate me so much? Dad and Marco always adored you!
They remembered your birthday. They knew your favourite foods. When we were both sick, they rushed you to the hospital, not me!
You already have everything! Why take Luca too?
She tilted her head and sneered.
Because I want everything from you.
Didnt you know?
When you were born, Dad and Marco loved you. Too much. They swore youd be their little princess.
I didnt allow it. Her eyes glittered with madness.
Im the princess of this family. You were a threat.
So I pulled out Moms oxygen tube after her surgery.
I made them think she died because of you.
My knees nearly buckled.
What?
You you killed Mom?
She was innocent!
So? Valentina shrugged.
And Ill take the rest of your life too.
Todays wedding is only the beginning.
Ill show you what real despair tastes like.
Youre a monster, I whispered, shaking.
You think this will bring you happiness? Its not love.
She laughed.
Who cares? As long as you suffer.
I inhaled sharply, forcing my voice steady.
Ill tell them. Dad and Marco. Ill tell them exactly who you are.
She smirked.
You think theyd believe you?
To them, Im the sweet, innocent daughter.
And you?
Youre the cursed one. The one who killed Mom. The one no one wants.
You!
I grabbed her arm, dragging her toward the hallway.
Theyll know the truth. They need to hear this.
Suddenly she screamed.
Ah! Bianca! Why are you pushing me?!
Then, with a vicious shove, she sent me backwardtoward the staircase.
My foot slipped.
Bianca!
Her fake scream echoed through the house as she threw herself down after me, pretending to fall unconscious.
The last thing I heard was the sickening thud when my head hit the floor.
Chapter3
A vase crashed to the floor, shattering into pieces that sliced across my arms and legs.
Dad, Marco, and Luca all rushed in at the sound.
Valentina!
Marco dropped to his knees and wrapped her in his arms, panic carved into his face.
Dad turned on me and slapped me hard, his voice booming through the room.
Bianca! What the hell are you doing? Why did you hurt Valentina?!
You made your mother die, and now youre trying to hurt your own sister and her baby?
My head spun, my ears ringing from the blow.
Yes, your wedding was cancelled, but it was Valentinas dying wish! Why did you have to be so jealous you tried to kill her?
How can you be so selfish?
I covered my face, tears streaming as I tried to speak.
Dad, it wasnt me! She fell on her own!
She pushed me down the stairs too! Look at meIm hurt just like her
My voice broke.
Shes been lying this whole time! Shes not even sick
Dad and Marco fell silent, glancing at the collapsed Valentina.
For a brief second, I thought they might believe me.
Then Dad exploded. Enough with the excuses!
He kicked me hard, sending me stumbling backward.
You used to be spoiled and reckless, but at least you were honest. Now youll lie about anything to avoid responsibility!
Valentina is such a kind girl. She would never push you! Anyone can see you threw yourself down the stairs to get sympathy!
Hearing them defend her so fiercely, I criedand laughedat the same time.
Id always known they loved her, not me.
So why did I even bother explaining?
Why did it still hurt?
Get up and apologize to your sister! Dad barked, kicking me again.
The world tilted. Darkness swallowed me.
When I woke up, my wounds had been bandaged.
Luca was sitting beside the bed.
Bianca? Here, drink some water.
He handed me a glass and gently brushed my cheek.
His voice was soft, painfully familiar.
He had always been there whenever Dad or Marco scolded me.
But now that tenderness felt like a lie.
Luca do you believe that it was me pushed Valentina? I asked, my voice hoarse, my eyes empty.
He hesitated. Then slowly:
Bianca, I know you didnt mean to. You were just too upset.
When Valentina wakes up, apologize to her. Then all of this will be behind us.
I let out a quiet, bitter laugh and said nothing.
He tried to speak again, but when he saw me close my eyes, he only sighed and left.
When I woke again, the room was empty.
Of course.
He must have gone to the hospital to take care of Valentina.
If no one wants me here then Ill leave.
I stared at the ceiling as I whispered to myself.
After making the decision, I got up and grabbed my suitcase.
Just as I reached the door, my phone buzzed.
A message from Valentina.
Did you see? Im the one Luca really loves.
Someone like yousomeone even your own family hatesdoesnt deserve love.
Attached was a picture.
Luca was peeling an apple, his expression gentle and focused.
Valentina sat beside him, smiling like she owned the world.
I let out a bitter laugh and shut off my phone.
At the airport, before boarding, I pulled up the homes security footage.
I sent Dad and Marco the video
Valentina admitting she caused Moms death,
and the footage of her pushing me down the stairs.
After that, I threw my phone away and boarded the plane.
Dad. Marco.
And Luca.
Goodbye.
Chapter 4
Hospital.
Luca was peeling an apple while staring absently at his phone.
Valentina noticed his distraction, and a wave of anxiety tightened her chest.
Luca are you waiting for someones call?
No.
He forced a smile, set the phone aside, and continued peeling the apple.
Normally, when he stayed at the hospital with Valentina, I would get jealous and keep messaging him, asking him to come home earlier.
But today, I didnt send him a single text.
Looking at him, a quiet unease slowly rose within Valentina.
Ever since last night, he has been acting strange.
Is he still worried about Bianca?
No, I cant let anything between them spark back to life.
Luca, my head hurts a little can you rub it for me?
Valentina clung to his arm, voice soft and sweet.
Luca put down the apple and gently pressed her temples.
Valentina took the chance to lean into his chest and confessed:
Luca I love you so much. I just wish we could be a real couple.
His face darkened instantly and he pushed her away.
Valentina, I told you before. The one I love is Bianca, not you.
Dont ever say things like that again.
Valentinas face went pale. She stared at him, stunned.
Luca youve cancelled the wedding with Bianca. Are you still waiting for her?
That has nothing to do with you.
He stood up, showing no emotion. Rest well. I should get going now.
When he returned home, he instinctively called out, Bianca,
but no answer came.
His heart tightened as he rushed upstairs.
The room was empty.
Not just emptyBiancas belongings were gone too.
A wave of panic hit him. He halted a servant and demanded,
Where is Bianca? Where did she go?
The maid jumped, startled.
MCMiss she she left.
Left? Where did she go?
I dont know. She didnt say anything. She just took her suitcase and walked out
Luca felt his chest collapse inward, pain suffocating him.
Hands trembling, he pulled out his phone to call Bianca.
But then he saw the message Bianca had sent.
The video
Valentinas cruel, venomous face
made his entire body tremble with rage.
That bitch!
He roared and slammed his fist into the table.
Prepare the car! To the hospital!
He wanted to hear Valentina explain thisface-to-face.
Storming out, he called one of his men:
Inform Valentinas family. Tell them to come to the hospital immediately. I have things to say.
He hung up, got into the car, and sped off.
On the whole way, he kept calling my number, praying this was all a mistake, that Bianca would pick up and tell him it was just a joke.
But the only response was the cold, automated voice:
The number you have dialled is unavailable
His heart felt like it was being cut open, but the only thing he can do is to urge the driver to go faster.
Meanwhile, Biancas father and Marco had also seen the video she sent.
Her fathers brows scrunched tightly together.
This is not real. Valentina would never do something like this.
Marcos face darkened as well, though doubt flickered in his eyes.
Did we truly misjudge Bianca?
No way!
Father shot to his feet.
Valentina has always been obedient and kind. How could she do such things?
This must be Biancas revenge. She made up these things to frame Valentina!
He immediately dialled Biancas phone
only to hear nonstop busy tones.
How dare she not answer?! His whole body shook with anger, and he ordered a man to prepare the car and headed for the hospital.
He would make Valentina explain herself!
Marcos expression was far more conflicted.
He thought of what Bianca told them yesterdayand guilt flickered in his heart.
Could Bianca have been telling the truth?
No impossible.
Valentina was so kind, so innocent
she would never do such a thing.
This had to be something Bianca fabricated to take revenge.
He drew a deep breath, then followed into the car, heading toward the hospital.
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