The crystal chandeliers cast a brilliant light, shining down on each table covered with luxurious white tablecloths. Melodious music echoed throughout the auditorium, everyone’s face was radiant. Vy, in her pure white wedding dress, sat in the waiting room, trembling, waiting for her turn to come out. Duy stood outside the stage, smiling brightly, constantly adjusting his tie. He believed that today was the happiest day of his life.

The guests were packed, their laughter reverberating like waves. Large bouquets of flowers were arranged in an archway, the fragrance filling the walkway. Relatives from both sides raised their glasses to toast and praise the beautiful couple. Everyone said this was a beautiful ending to a four-year relationship. No one knew that the sky above was about to fall.

Mr. Thanh – Duy’s father – wore a black suit, tall and with a tense face. He sat in the front row, his eyes never leaving Vy as she walked down the aisle. His heart was pounding, sweat beaded on his forehead. In his vest pocket, the white envelope was as heavy as a stone, pressing down on his chest. He had hesitated all night, but now, everything had to end.

Vy walked slowly under the lights, smiling brightly, holding a bouquet of white roses. Duy looked at her, his eyes filled with happiness, as if as long as he had Vy, he needed nothing else. The sound of confetti exploded, the guests clapped their hands in congratulations. The two held hands and stood in front of the altar, waiting for their parents to come up and give their congratulations. But Mr. Thanh had already stepped onto the stage with a serious expression.

“Please give me a minute.” Mr. Thanh’s voice was loud, drowning out the music. Everyone was surprised, stopped, and the entire auditorium fell silent. He pulled an envelope from his pocket, his hand shaking slightly. “Before I give my son to Vy, I have to tell you the truth.” His words were like a knife tearing through the air.

Duy looked at his father, bewildered, not understanding what was going on. Vy also paused, the smile on her lips fading. “This is the DNA test result,” Mr. Thanh said, his voice faltering. He opened the paper, reading each word aloud: “Vy is 99.998% related to me.” The buzzing sound was like a broken beehive.

Vy staggered, her face pale, her eyes wide with disbelief. “No… it can’t be…” She stammered, then collapsed to the floor. Duy panicked and rushed to support her, holding her tightly in his arms. But his heart was broken, as if an invisible hand was tearing it apart.

“Father… what are you saying?” Duy shouted, his voice trembling and desperate. Mr. Thanh looked at his son, his eyes red. “The truth is… Vy is my biological daughter. You two… cannot marry each other.” He said firmly, his voice choked. The auditorium was filled with panic, whispers, and gasps.

A woman rushed up from the end of the hall, it was Mrs. Lan – Vy’s mother. She cried out, kneeling before the crowd: “Please… please forgive me… I’ve hidden this truth for so many years…” Her voice trembled, as if it was being cut into pieces. “Vy is his child… but I never thought a day like this would come.” Her tears flowed down, smudging her makeup.

Duy stared at his future mother in law, feeling like the whole world had lied to him. “Why… why did you hide it?” he shouted. “We’ve been in love for four years… why didn’t you stop us from the beginning?” Vy sobbed in his arms, her chest heaving. “Mom… why did you do this to me?” she burst into tears.

Mrs. Lan covered her face and groaned: “I just want my daughter to have a happy family… I’m afraid that if I say it, you will hate me… I said your father died a long time ago…” Her voice trailed off, weak as if she had lost all her strength. The guests began to discuss fiercely, criticizing and being angry. “How is that possible?” – “This is truly shocking!” – “They loved each other for a long time and no one knew!” The atmosphere of the wedding turned into a collective nightmare.

Duy screamed, punching the wall hard, blood flowing down his hand. “Why… why did God tease me like this?” He collapsed to the floor, holding his head, tears falling like rain. Vy looked at him, her heart broken, her lips trembling silently. She felt love, guilt, and despair to the point of wanting to disappear. “Duy… I’m sorry… I didn’t know…” Vy sobbed.

Mr. Thanh stood still, his old eyes filled with tears. He remembered thirty years ago, when he abandoned Lan with the baby in her womb. He chose career, chose fame, left everything behind. Regret haunted him, but he never expected the ending to be as cruel as today. Now, he had just lost his daughter, and destroyed his son’s happiness.

The guests gradually left, leaving the stage in chaos. The music stopped, leaving only the sound of crying and heavy breathing. People looked at the family with horror, pity and reproach. Everything beautiful about the ceremony had gone up in smoke. Even the bouquets of flowers had wilted under the lights.

Vy was led out, her face pale. “I can’t believe it… I’ve lived a lie my whole life…” She whispered, her eyes blurred with tears. Mrs. Lan tried to hug her, but Vy pushed her away, shouting: “Don’t touch me! You’ve ruined my life!” The scream echoed through the cold hallway, making everyone who heard it shiver.

Duy stood there, eyes bloodshot, watching Vy helplessly. He wanted to run to hug her, but his legs felt like they were nailed to the floor. In his heart, love and disgust were fiercely torn apart. “You are everything to me… but why did God make you my sister?” Duy leaned his head against the wall, each word tearing at his guts.

Mr. Thanh slowly walked over and placed his hand on his son’s shoulder. “I’m sorry… it’s all my fault.” But Duy shook his hand away, his eyes filled with hatred. “You have no right to apologize! You’re the one who created this tragedy!” He shouted, his voice breaking, leaving Mr. Thanh speechless. Never in his life had his son looked at him like that.

Mrs. Lan continued to cry, her voice choked: “I was wrong… I deserve to die…” Relatives came over, criticizing her endlessly. “You are so selfish… you only know how to save face for yourself!” – “You have harmed other people’s daughters and sons!” The criticism was like a whip lashing her flesh. She held her head, trembling as if she was about to collapse.

Vy sat on the floor, eyes lifeless, hands shaking. She remembered every moment of loving Duy, every kiss, every promise. Everything now turned into a sin. She felt disgusted with herself, disgusted with her fate. “I can’t take it anymore…” she whispered, her voice as small as her last breath.

Duy rushed over and hugged Vy tightly: “Don’t say that! Don’t leave me!” His tears fell into her hair, hot. “No matter what… I still love you… Vy…” His voice choked, his heart broken but still clinging to love. Vy trembled, shaking her head in despair: “No, Duy… we can’t…”

The atmosphere was gloomy everywhere. Whispers and gossips continued to buzz. A few people stood at a distance, shaking their heads and sighing. No one dared to come closer, because the tragedy was too great. They knew that no words of comfort could save such a broken heart.

Outside, the rain suddenly poured down, pouring down as if to wash everything away. The restaurant’s awning was soaked, small drops of water pattering. Vy raised her head, letting the rain hit her, freezing cold. “Everything is over…” she whispered. Her heart was empty, as if she had just lost the whole world.

Duy pulled Vy inside, hugging her tightly: “I don’t need a wedding… I just need you.” But Vy shook her head, her eyes red: “No… you’re my brother… do you understand?” Those words were like the last stab in Duy’s heart. He let go of his hands and fell to the floor. His whole body trembled, his breathing was ragged.

Mr. Thanh looked at that scene, his heart felt like it was being squeezed. He had dreamed of one day seeing his son get married and start a family. But now, he had personally destroyed that dream. “I was wrong… it was all my fault…” He muttered, his eyes looking at the floor covered in blood from Duy’s fist.

That night, the restaurant was deserted, no more music, only the echoes of tragedy. All the guests left, leaving the stage cold. Vy was helped to the car, her face pale, her eyes closed from exhaustion. Duy followed, but stopped halfway, not having enough courage. He could only watch her figure fade away in the rain.

Both families fell into a bottomless pit. The curse from the past flared up, destroying the future. Beautiful love turned into humiliation. Tears fell, mixing with the cold rain. That night, everyone understood that there were secrets that, once exposed, would destroy everything.