Synopsis
Since I was ten, I could see the "red string" connecting people who have slept together. I chose Zach because he had none. But on our rehearsal night, a bright red string suddenly appeared—connecting my fiancé to my maid of honor. I caught them on camera and canceled the wedding privately. Instead, his arrogant family cornered me, forcing me down the aisle to save their reputation. They thought I would surrender. So, I showed up to my wedding in a black mourning suit.