On Our Pre-Wedding Camping Trip, My Fiancé Climbed into Another Woman's Tent

I spent three years chasing Ethan. He finally said yes—only because his first love had gone abroad.

Now, three weeks before our wedding, his friends drag me on a camping trip and rig the tent draw so he can share a two-person tent with his "childhood friend"—his ex. I'm left in a leaking one. In a group chat they forget to delete, I see the truth: this whole trip was a setup to put me in my place.

Fine. I paid for every tent, every meal, every mile.

So I cancel it all—and leave them stranded in the storm.

By the time he realizes I'm gone, the wedding is already off.