Six Vows of Betrayal: Exposing My Fiancé’s Double Life on TikTok

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Six Vows of Betrayal: Exposing My Fiancé’s Double Life on TikTok

Blurb:


When Juliana’s "perfect" fiancé Alaric Langley goes viral for his romantic "Six Vows" TikTok, she discovers his sixth vow – a soulmate tattoo – matches his intern Daisy’s. Armed with hidden cameras and a burning rage, Juliana livestreams their Tokyo "honeymoon" to 3 million viewers, exposing the hummingbird tattoos, stolen heirlooms, and a soda-can ring engraved with **A & D Forever**. Will her Dragon’s Tooth revenge destroy Alaric’s empire at Aethelgard Labs – or is Daisy’s tearful "suicide act" enough to flip the script? #CheatingFiancé meets #ViralRevenge in this twist-packed drama where Tiktok fame becomes a cheater’s downfall.

Content:

§PROLOGUE

The notification for our marriage license glowed on my phone screen, a cheerful digital promise.

Right below it, another notification pulsed from TikTok.

It was a video from my fiancé, Alaric Langley.

His alternate account, the one he thought I didn’t know about.

“Six Vows to Myself,” the caption read, and it already had over a million likes.

His handsome face filled the screen, eyes glistening with what the world saw as devotion.

"First," he began, raising a glass of whiskey, "a vow to the five-year-old me, who stole his mother's gold ring to propose to her."

"Second, a vow to the high school me, who intentionally bombed a final exam so we could go to the same college."

"Third, a vow to the man I became, who worked three jobs to buy her the house of her dreams by thirty."

"Fourth, a vow to twenty-five years of knowing and loving her, of never, ever leaving her side."

"Fifth, a vow to a lifetime of promises I will never break."

A bitter smile touched my lips.

His childish sentimentality.

Then, he spoke his sixth vow.

"And sixth," he said, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper, "a vow to sharing a soulmate tattoo with the one I truly love. No regrets."

The world tilted.

The digital promise on my screen turned into a digital death sentence.

I looked across the table at the real Alaric, sitting in the sterile light of the Austin municipal clerk’s office.

The collar of his shirt was slightly open, and I could just make out the faint, dark lines of a hummingbird tattoo on his collarbone, its wings forever in mid-flight.

The other hummingbird, the one that completed the pair, I had seen it on his intern's shoulder.

§01

The comments section was a flood of adoration, tens of thousands of messages praising a man I no longer recognized.

【This man is a king. I believe in love again.】

【Twenty-five years devoted to one woman? My ex cheated on me in four months. I'm crying.】

【Where can I find a man like this? Is there a sign-up sheet??】

They didn’t know.

They didn’t know that the woman they envied was staring at her phone, her thumb trembling over the screen.

I swiped over to Instagram, my movements stiff, robotic.

I pulled up Daisy’s profile.

There it was, in her most recent story.

A picture of her laughing on a boat on Lake Travis, her shoulder angled toward the camera.

The hummingbird was perfectly clear, a delicate piece of art frozen in mid-air.

Her caption was a poisoned dart aimed directly at my heart.

【Sharing a soulmate tattoo with the one you love… isn't that what a lifetime together is all about? ;)】

A tear hit the screen, distorting her smiling face.

The dam broke.

A choked sob escaped my lips.

Alaric, who had been grinning at his own phone, finally looked up.

His expression soured when he saw my red-rimmed eyes.

"What now, Jules? Reading more of that toxic positivity nonsense?"

"I’m not being good enough for you? Is that what it is? Because I seem to recall moving your precious intern to our Tokyo division just to appease your jealousy."

"Poor kid, all alone in a foreign country, I wonder how she’s…"

My fingers tightened around my phone until the knuckles were white.

§02

I had never doubted Alaric's love.

Not until six months ago.

A welcome-home party for my best friend, Morgan, had run late, and I'd asked Alaric to pick me up from a bar on East Sixth Street.

I saw Daisy get out of the passenger seat as his car pulled up, a bag of Flamin' Hot Cheetos clutched in her hand.

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