The Twin Brothers Who Ruined My WeddingChapter 1

The pregnancy report was still warm between my fingers as I stood in the middle of my apartment, picturing Julian’s reaction once I told him. It was his birthday today—his family had rented an entire garden venue, lanterns hanging, fireworks planned for later. I was supposed to surprise him there, early, before everyone arrived.

You’re going to be a father, Julian. I’d been repeating it in my head all morning, like I was afraid it might disappear if I stopped.

Then my phone rang.

His name lit up the screen and I answered right away, a smile already on my face. “Julian? I’m actually on my way to—”

“Aria, I can’t come tonight.” His voice cut in fast, almost impatient. “Something came up at the office. Emergency stuff. I’ll be stuck here for hours.”

My smile faded. “But it’s your birthday…”

“I know. Just… go home. We’ll talk tomorrow.” No warmth. No hesitation. Just that.

“Okay… just be safe,” I said quietly.

He didn’t respond.

There was a faint sound, like the call should’ve ended—but it didn’t. A second voice slipped through the line.

“Tell Mira I won’t be there long,” Julian said under his breath. “I still have to handle the wedding issue. And Aria keeps asking too many questions.”

My whole body went still.

Mira? That name dug up something I hadn’t touched in years. High school. Old memories I’d rather forget. Was it the same Mira?

Before I could even think, another voice came through—deeper, rougher, almost identical to Julian’s.

“Your wedding or mine? You’re barely even showing up. I’m the one in her bed anyway, right, twin brother?”

Twin brother?

My grip tightened on the paper until it crumpled.

Julian hissed back, “Shut up, Kieran. I’m marrying her because of Grandma. She insisted before she passed out last time, and Grandma adores her. It’s her wish.”

Kieran laughed like it was nothing. “So it’s Grandma’s wedding now? Meanwhile you keep running to Mira like a pet. And me? I’m just your replacement when you’re busy.”

“I love Mira,” Julian said sharply. “And you said you’d help me if I handled Grandma. So do it.” His voice dropped lower. “I’ve been trying to delay the wedding until Grandma passes. But it’s impossible. Fine—I’ll divorce Aria after she’s gone.”

Everything inside me started to fall apart.

Kieran scoffed. “Or I just stay the husband. How many times did I sleep with her and she didn’t even notice?”