Chapter 1

"The wedding is off."

"I'm in love with your sister. I want to be with her."

My groom announced this at our wedding in front of everyone.

I wanted to argue, but I couldn't. Because my sister was only two years old.

The hall erupted into chaos.

I stood there in my white dress, my mind completely blank.

He looked at me, guilt written all over his face.

"Aria, look... I know this isn't fair to you."

"But from the moment I first saw your sister, I knew she was the one."

I stared at him in shock.

His voice softened, almost pleading. "Aria, please. Just let me be with your sister."

I finally moved my lips, but no words came out.

"Aria, I know you're crazy about me."

"But I don't love you anymore. She's the only one I want."

"Whatever, you're just a fake heiress. You were never good enough for me anyway."

Caleb looked down at me, his eyes filled with contempt.

The guests were buzzing.

"He's calling off the wedding? Oh, this is going to be good."

"Cheating but with Aria's sister? You can't make this stuff up."

"I mean, can you blame him? Didn't you hear? Aria's just a fake heiress!"

"Caleb's a top graduate, a rising star. Why would he marry a fraud? That's just embarrassing."

Hearing this, Caleb seemed to stand a little taller. His voice turned coaxing.

"Aria, don't take it too hard."

"You're just a fake heiress. But I'm going to be one of the most successful men in this city."

"Look around you. This is our wedding, and not a single person from your family bothered to show up. That should tell you something about how little you matter to them."

"A fake is a fake. You were never be my wife."

I listened to his absurd words, still unable to wrap my head around what was happening.

Caleb and I had been together since college.

Right after graduation, we started planning our wedding.

But my parents had always looked down on him. They never wanted me to marry him.

That's why they didn't come today.

I never expected Caleb to twist their absence into this.

A fake heiress?

I was my parents' biological daughter. How could I possibly be fake?

And my sister... she was only two years old!

How could he possibly be with her...

I pressed my fingers to my temple, completely bewildered.

"When did you even meet my sister?"

"She's only... how could you two possibly..."

"What do you mean?" Caleb cut me off with a cold snort.

"I fell in love with her the moment I laid eyes on her."

"She's sweet, she's the true heiress of the Sterling family. She's the kind of woman who actually deserves to be with me."

"And just so you know, we've been together for three years."

My jaw nearly hit the floor.

Three years?

Three years ago, my sister was still in my mother's womb!

I took a deep breath and studied Caleb from head to toe.

So he was cheating.

But his mistress sure as hell wasn't my two-year-old sister.

My nails dug into my palms and smiled coldly a cold smile crept across my face.

"Caleb, someone's been playing you."

"Cut the crap!" Caleb shot back, anger flashing in his eyes. "You don't believe me?"

"Look at this!" He slapped a photo down in front of me.

"Still going to tell me this isn't your sister?"