He’d never come to visit while I was with Grant, but I knew who he was.
The black sheep of the family, they called him.
“What happened?” Ethan asked, his brows knitting in concern. “Why are you out here like this? Get in.
I’ll drive you wherever you need to go.”
I shook my head. “Only if you promise to drive me away.”
His lips twitched into a small smile. “Deal.”
I nodded and climbed into the truck.
As we drove, I finally let it all out.
The betrayal, the photo, and the humiliation.
Ethan listened quietly, handing me tissues as I sobbed. “What a jerk,” he muttered at one point, making me laugh through my tears.
It felt good to talk.
But just as I started to relax, Ethan slammed on the brakes.
“What are you doing, Ethan?” I yelped, my heart racing.
Ethan looked at me, guilt etched across his face. “Sadie, I’m sorry.
I have to.”
Before I could ask what he meant, he turned the truck around. We were heading straight back to the wedding.
“I can’t go back there,” I said, my voice cracking. “They’re all going to see me like this and I don’t want that!
They’ll think I ran away because—”
“You have nothing to be ashamed of,” Ethan cut me off. “The person who should be humiliated is Grant. Not you.
You’ll expose him. Tell everyone what he really is.”
I wanted to argue, to insist he drop me off anywhere but there. But deep down, I knew Ethan was right.
The truth had to come out.
“You’ll be there with me?” I whispered.
He nodded. “Every step of the way.”
When we pulled into the church parking lot, the guests were already trickling out. The ceremony had clearly been canceled, but some family members lingered near the entrance, including Grant.
My heart pounded as I climbed out of the truck.
Lila spotted me first and rushed over.
“Sadie!” she cried, relief flooding her face. “Are you okay?”
“I’m fine,” I nodded. “I need to do this.”
Grant’s eyes locked on me as I walked toward him with Ethan by my side.
His expression shifted from confusion to anger the moment he saw Ethan.
“Where the heck have you been?” Grant snapped. “What’s he doing here?”
I ignored his questions.
Then, I pulled out my phone, opened the post Lila had shown me, and held it up for everyone to see.
“This is why I left,” I announced. “Grant was with another woman two nights ago at his bachelor party.”
Gasps rippled through the small crowd as they looked at the photo.
“That’s not what it looks like!” Grant argued.
“It’s taken out of context!”
“Out of context?” I shot back. “How do you explain kissing another woman while celebrating your bachelor party?!”
Grant opened his mouth to speak, but Ethan stepped in front of me, cutting him off.
“Don’t,” Ethan said firmly. “You’ve done enough.”
Grant’s face contorted with fury.
“Stay out of this, Ethan! This has nothing to do with you!”
“That doesn’t mean you can get away with this, Grant!” Ethan yelled. “You can’t cheat on Sadie like that!”
At that point, Grant lunged forward and pushed Ethan, but thankfully, Grant’s friends held him back.
Their father also came forward and helped Ethan get up.
That day marked the end of my relationship with Grant. I never spoke to him again.
But Ethan? We stayed in touch.
Over the following weeks, I learned about his struggles.
A failing family farm and a mountain of debt that Grant had refused to help him with.
Ethan was planning to sell his pickup truck, his last possession of value, to stay afloat.
That’s when I had an idea.
I took the money I’d saved for my honeymoon and offered to help Ethan turn his farm into a farm-to-table subscription box business.
It was a risk, but it paid off.
A year later, Ethan invited me back to the farm. The fields were thriving, the business was booming, and for the first time in a long while, I felt like I was exactly where I was meant to be.
And standing there, side by side with Ethan, I realized I’d gained something far better than a husband. I’d found a loyal partner and the best friend I never knew I needed.
I’m so grateful to Lila for showing me that Reddit post.
Otherwise, I would’ve married Grant without knowing what kind of a person he truly was.
Source: amomama
