Two hours before the ceremony was scheduled to begin, the groom sent a blunt breakup text and vanished into thin air, leaving Prima to shoulder the crippling debt and the pitiful stares of every guest in attendance alone.
On the day her carefully cultivated dream crumbled into ash, Karuna—her best friend of ten years—grabbed her by the wrist, pulled her out of the venue, and whisked her onto a flight to the Maldives to make use of an all-inclusive honeymoon package worth nearly three hundred thousand baht that had already been paid for and could never be refunded.
On a paradise island where every single square inch was orchestrated for newlyweds, fueled by an agonizing humiliation that drove her heart into a frantic rhythm, Prima made the desperate decision to spite her cruel fate by asking her best friend to step into the role of a surrogate partner for their wedding night.
Prima had known the secret about Karuna’s unique anatomy beneath her clothes for years, but she had never imagined that the touch of another woman could be so consuming, so profound, and so searingly intense that it would shatter all her preconceived notions.
Yet when the passionate night drew to a close and the cold light of reality crept in, the once-clear boundary between them blurred into agonizing confusion. One feared she was merely a temporary substitute to numb the pain, while the other began to realize that the person who had quietly supported her for ten years was the only one she could never bear to lose for the rest of her life.
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