Chapter 1: Just a Nurse
My sister humiliated me before 120 wedding guests by calling me “just a nurse.” But when the wealthy groom’s father stood up, the entire room went d*ad silent.
“This is my stepsister…
just a nurse.”
My sister Felicity said it casually, like a harmless joke.
Several guests laughed right on cue.
My dad laughed as well, nodding along.
My stepmother concealed a smirk behind her wine glass.
I remained in the back, squeezing my cheap navy dress, trying not to let them see me bl*ed.
My family had always done this.
They didn’t raise their voices to erase me.
They seated me out of sight, misspelled my name, and treated me like an unwanted extra.
I am an ER trauma nurse.
I save lives during long, brutal shifts where every second counts.
At the hospital, my work matters.
At home, I am invisible.
When I received the wedding invite, my name was misspelled again.
No plus-one.
Just a cold obligation.
At the rehearsal dinner, they seated me beside the kitchen doors.
Felicity told everyone I was unstable and needed space.
She didn’t just hide me, she rewrote my entire life.
By the reception, I expected the same humiliation.
But then I saw Silas Montgomery, the groom’s billionaire father.
He wasn’t laughing.
He was looking directly at me from the head table.
His eyes narrowed as if trying to unlock a hidden memory.
Felicity took the microphone to tell another story at my expense.
The crowd chuckled.
Suddenly, Silas went completely rigid.
His chair scraped sharply against the floor as he stood up.
The whole room went d*ad silent.
My sister’s fake smile completely froze.
Silas walked straight toward me, his eyes wide with shock.
“Wait…” he whispered.
“You’re the nurse who…”
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What does Silas know—and how will Felicity react?
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