Reddit Stories - BETRAYED_ VANISHED on Our WEDDING Day, Ran Off with Ex, Now Sharing My Home_

Episode Date: October 23, 2025

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I hope you enjoy this story. My partner disappeared on our marriage celebration to elope with their former partner, and then relocated to reside with my relatives who are now referring to them as the child they always wanted. 25F was supposed to get married to Frank, 26M, about two months ago. Frank, not his real name, was my boyfriend for two years. We met at a wedding and got together within a few weeks since we were quite similar. Frank and I had been in a relationship for one year and then he moved into my apartment. Everything was going well, he proposed to me last year and we were supposed to be married by now,

but he ran away on the morning of our wedding day. It was the worst day of my life and I didn't even find out where he was until a week later when he finally reached out to me and told me that he was back together with his ex. It was obviously heartbreaking for me to find out about it through a text and I blocked him after I told him that he would be the one who had to pay off all the wedding expenses. He agreed and apologized to me for betraying me, but that really didn't mean anything to me. He threw away our relationship to be with his ex and that's all that mattered to me. I didn't care about his apology or how bad he felt doing it.

I was very depressed and had to go back to therapy to process my emotions because I was struggling on my own. That's how bad things were. I could barely even get out of bed on most days and things were spiraling out of my control. It's been two months since then and I'm finally doing a lot of my own. a lot better now, where I was until Frank showed up again to try and get back with me. Some context about Frank and his ex, Hannah, 26F, they were together throughout high school and were even supposed to go to college together but Frank got a better opportunity somewhere else and he ended up going to a different college. They tried to make it work,

but the long-distance thing got to them and they broke up in their second year because it was all getting too much for them to handle. He had been transparent with me about all his past relationships and I really appreciated that. He told me that Hannah was his only serious relationship before me and everything else was just short-lived flings or hookups that didn't matter. He and Hannah had been together for almost six years before they broke up and that was a long time. She was his high school sweetheart, so I did ask him once if he had moved on from her entirely. And he had told me that he had and he knew that she had married somebody else a few years after they graduated anyway, so it didn't matter. It wasn't exactly. It wasn't exactly.

a perfect answer to my question but it was satisfactory, so I didn't ask about it anymore. I knew that he and Hannah were in the past so I wasn't too worried. Besides, I had stalked Hannah online and she lived in a different state with her husband and two kids, so she wasn't exactly a threat to my relationship. He never brought up Hannah, so I never thought that he still had feelings for her. There were no signs of him wanting to end our relationship and go back to Hannah even in the days leading up to the wedding. He put up an Oscar-worthy performance. I have to give him that. Not even for a second did I think that he had any plans to run away and ghost me on the morning of the wedding so it came as a huge shock to me when he didn't show up and even his phone was switched off.

On checking his room, we realized that all his belongings were gone and he was nowhere to be found. He and his best man were missing from the wedding for hours and after the first few hours, I realized that he was not coming back. So I could wait for as long as I wanted to, but there was no point. Towards the evening, his best man finally showed up, but when I asked him about Frank, he informed me that the wedding was off. He told me that he wasn't allowed to reveal where Frank was, but he told me that he wanted me to know that he was sorry that it had to end this way, however, he had no choice.

This family was really apologetic, but mine wasn't that supportive. They didn't say anything to me on the day of the wedding because I was inconsolable but after that, my parents told me that I should have kept tabs on Frank to make sure he didn't get cold feet and run away like he did. They said that what happened at the wedding was extremely embarrassing for them and they were deeply ashamed of this incident, as if this was somehow my fault. I didn't talk to them for the next few weeks because I thought that they were being insensitive. However, they did reach out to me and apologize after they found out the real reason why Frank left. I had told my sister about the message that Frank had sent, about him getting back together with

and she was the one who had told my parents. So when they found out about her, they realized that it wasn't my fault for not being conscious enough of Frank's feelings and apologize to me. My parents have always been very conscious of their image and that's what matters to them the most, their reputation among their friends

and how they are perceived by their peers. They are quite pretentious and put their reputation above everything else and I think that's quite evident from whatever I just said about them. The only reason I have even kept in touch with them is because they're loaded and often help me out whenever I have money problems. Also, my sister practically worships the ground they walk on so if I cut them off,

she'll be mad at me and I like her so I don't want that. Anyway, Frank came back about a week ago and showed up at my house to surprise me. I had forgotten to get the locks changed after he left, so he still had a spare set of keys which he used to get inside my house and he waited for me there until I got back from work. It was creepy and psychotic of him to do that, but he said, said that he meant for it to be romantic. I was met with a very nasty shock when I came back from work, but it only got worse when Frank told me that he was here to apologize to me and get back together. Apparently, he had made a mistake by going back to Hannah because she was

a scammer. He told me that Hannah had contacted him about a week before the wedding and sent him an email confessing her love for him and saying that she had to give it one last shot before he got married. She had got to know the news of his engagement and his wedding day from a couple of their friends from school and she had even said that her original plan was to show up at the wedding itself, but she couldn't do that since she had two kids to take care of. She had mentioned that she was getting divorced from her husband and this felt like a sign from the universe to finally own up to her feelings and go back to the one man that she had ever truly loved. So that email was her way of confessing and she gave him her address and phone number

so he could contact her if he wanted to leave me. I know all this because Frank forwarded the email to me to prove that he had been manipulated by her. However, once Frank got there, he realized that Hannah wasn't getting divorced at all and over the course of the next few weeks, he got to know that she had been lying about everything. He did some digging and found out that she and her husband were just broke and she was him because she kept asking him to help her by paying for her divorce attorney. He said that he had come back here a couple of weeks ago but was too ashamed of the

ashamed to face me. He told me that it hadn't been an easy decision for him, but in the last week leading up to the day of our wedding, he realized that he still hadn't completely moved on from her since he was actually considering going back. And apparently, he didn't want me to suffer because of his incapability to forget his past. He told me that he wanted to tell me the truth, break things off like a decent guy, and then go back to Hannah, but he couldn't bring himself to do it. Things that would lead to a lot of fighting and drama and tears and he just didn't want that. So to avoid that for himself, he just took off on the day of our wedding and abandoned me without a word. And he believed that this was a good explanation and I would obviously

understand and forgive him. He really didn't see it coming when, after hearing him out, I told him to get out of my house or I would call the cops on him. He actually had the audacity to be shocked when I told him that I wanted him to get out and that I never wanted to speak to him ever again. He tried to come close to me and calm me down, but I pushed him away and took out my phone to show him that I was serious about this threat. He had lost every right to speak to me or to even breathe the same air as me and I just wanted him out. After some arguing, he told me that he would leave, but he knew that I was just mad because

I had missed him and he would be back soon whenever I was ready to talk. It was ridiculous that he even expected me to entertain his BS and it was infuriating to know that he believed that I would take him back eventually. I didn't tell anybody about this for the next couple of days, but then my parents called me to talk to me about Frank, and they told me that Frank had approached them after his meeting with me didn't go as planned. And my parents were obviously all for the idea of us getting back together because that meant that we could finally get married and they could save face among their peers. On the phone call, they told me that they could understand that I was very upset with Frank, but I needed to look at the bigger picture and take him back because it wasn't worth it to let go of such a beautiful relationship over a stupid mistake. They tried to defend Frank by saying that he was a guy and men are bound to make stupid mistakes but as his girlfriend and future wife, I should forgive him and not let one mistake negate

all the good things about our relationship. Besides, Hanna was not even in the picture anymore and if anything, his interaction with her made him realize how great he had it with me. So now was a better time than ever to get back together and get married, to make sure that he doesn't ever even think of straying from this relationship. My mother even brought up a couple of past affairs that my dad had and said that she had always forgiven him because apart from the occasional cheating, he was a really good husband. I could hardly even believe that she was saying that out loud and still didn't hear how insanely

stupid she sounded. I told my parents that I was not taking him back and I was definitely not getting married to him so they could save their breath because their sermons weren't going to make me change my mind. They tried to fight me on it and told me that it had been really difficult for them to face their friends after my wedding day. They had become the laughing stock of their social circle, but it would really shut everyone up if they concocted some story and made it seem like the wedding didn't happen because of some medical reason,

like an accident or something, that we didn't discuss that day. And it would make all their friends regret treating that incident like a joke. They said that Frank had learned his lesson and there was no need for me to continue punishing him because he had already been through enough. So I needed to be a little forgiving and take him back. They also wanted me to think about their image and go through with the wedding, for their sake. I told him that they were acting crazy and it was downright psychotic of them to expect me to take

back a cheater and even get married to him, just so they can save face among their friends, who don't even matter. They're all pretentious and awful rich people who live for drama and gossip. And I don't feel the need to put myself through so much just to win them over. But my parents flipped out and started accusing me of being selfish when I said that I wouldn't take Frank back or get married to him. They think that I should just suck it up and do it because it's really not a big deal and it'll be mature of me to handle this with grace, by forgiving him and going through with the wedding. It was getting tiring after a while, so I finally decided to cut them off by blocking them because I couldn't deal with this anymore. And even that didn't work because

they continued to text me and bother me with different phone numbers, trying to get me to do what they wanted me to do. I finally got really sick of it yesterday and I did something bad. I was already really tired from a long day at work and my parents were still blowing up my phone with texts. So I decided to take screenshots of those and logged into my mother's Facebook account. I have known the password for a long time because my mom uses the same password for everything and I got in on my first try. Then I typed out a huge paragraph about what they had been putting me through and how they had been harassing me nonstop ever since Frank came back. I attached the screenshots as proof and then I posted it and tagged all their so-called friends, as a finishing touch.

And then I took a nap and didn't wake up until midnight because my phone was on silent and I didn't hear any notifications. So they could continue to call and text me but it wouldn't matter because I just wouldn't hear any of it. When I finally woke up, I saw about a thousand messages from my parents and several missed calls. All of them were about the posts that I had made and they were naturally extremely upset. They had taken it down within an hour of it being posted, but it didn't matter because loads of people had seen that post

and now they were all calling them out on social media and it was just a complete mess for them. I already mentioned that most of the people that my parents were friends with lived for drama and I had handed them exactly what they wanted, yet another opportunity to speak badly of my parents, on a silver platter and so they were really going all out. I felt kind of guilty afterward because I could see that my parents were really upset and desperate.

Many of my family members had also told me that they could understand that I was frustrated in public was never the solution to anything and this just made matters worse. And now I don't know what to think because I feel like I might have taken things a bit too far. I'd have for posting that my parents were trying to convince me to take back my cheating fiancé and get married just so their friends wouldn't mock them? Update 1. Thanks for all the love on my post. you guys. It means the world to me and I really needed to feel good about myself after the week that I've just been through. My parents suck, that's the bottom line. And I had tried to stay in

touch with them because they are old and I need to be a good daughter, but all they care about is appearances and their reputation. They don't care about feelings or what's real. And there is really nothing in the world that is important enough for me to make me stay with them. My sister has cut me off after that post and I feel kind of bad about it, but I did see this coming and it's nothing unexpected. If she wants to worship them even though they're terrible human beings, she can continue doing so. But it's stupid to expect that I won't stand up against them just because she's devoted to them. It's sad, but hopefully, she'll be disillusioned soon enough, maybe after something like this happens to her as well. I hope it doesn't, but it's for the best

if it does and she finally sees them for what they really are, shallow and pretentious jerk. Frank also hasn't tried to contact me after that post, so I think he has given up. But I won't be surprised if he pops up out of nowhere after the hue and cry about my post dies down. My parents tried to talk to me and get me to apologize publicly for a few days after I made that post, but when I told them that I would report them for cyber harassment, I honestly don't even know if that's a real thing, but I had to say something to get them off my back, if they texted or called me ever again and that finally made them back down.

So it's been pretty silent since that post and I really don't regret it anymore. Clearly, some good came out of it and I was able to get rid of all the drama queens in my life. Hopefully, things will remain peaceful now but these people are shameless so they might come back for round two. I just have to stay sharp and mentally prepare myself for that. Update 2, high, six days have passed since the last update and I learned recently that Frank has actually moved in with my parents. I wish I could say I was surprised but I'm not. They're disgusting and this is exactly what I expected of them. I hate them with my life and I wish I could do something to mess them up,

but I just have to suck it up and let things be right now. I've done enough already and I don't want more trouble. It was my neighbor who told me that Frank was living with my parents now. She and I grew up together and she knew all about what was going on with me. We are not friends but we do talk to each other from time to time and catch up occasionally. so she told me that when she saw Frank move in with my parents a couple of days ago, she felt that it was her moral duty to let me know because she had witnessed the post and the aftermath of it. And she had also been present at my wedding. She told me that she wished she

could do something to help, but she had already done enough for me. I honestly don't know what to do right now because I really and truly am disgusted by the idea of Frank living with my parents, as if he is a replacement for me for something equally demented. I really want to do something that will shake them, but I just don't know what. I could post about this again, but that wouldn't even lead anywhere, just like the last time and I don't want more drama. I just freaking hate whatever is happening right now. I feel sick to my stomach at any given moment and I could really just barf thinking about

one roof and having a gala time talking about me. I feel like crying, but even that isn't going to solve anything. I'm just so helpless right now I have nobody to talk to about this because of how personal and embarrassing it is. It just hurts even more because I know that no matter what I do, I'll continue to feel this way and it won't affect them in the slightest. Update 3, hi, so Frank texted me from a burner account on Instagram today. It's been almost a week since I received the news that he had moved in with my parents from my neighbor and today, he finally had the decency to text me and tell me about it. He said that he was really sorry to spring this on me but he had nowhere

to go and he couldn't live in a hotel room forever. because it was too expensive. So until he found a place of his own, he would have to live with my parents. They were apparently pretty happy to have him. His own parents did not want to speak to him or have anything to do with him after the debacle at the wedding and I had very clearly told him to get out when he came back to me,

so our apartment was out of the question as well. The only people that he could approach were my parents. He had heard about the post that I had made from my mother's account and knew that my me to take him back, so he also knew that they liked him and would take him in readily. I could almost kick myself knowing that I had made this possible and that post had really backfired badly. I told him that he could go to hell for all I had

and if you were living with my parents that he probably was already there I wanted to leave it at that but my anger got the better of me and I ended up sending him a long text about how he was miserable and pathetic for going to his ex-fiancee's parents because he had no other place to go. Since nobody loves him anymore. I said a lot of other mean things, really tore him a new one, and got it all off my chest.

I didn't want to speak to him ever again or hear from him, and I wanted to make sure that he got that message loud and clear. I guess the last time that I told him to get out of my house wasn't enough for him, and he wanted to mess with me even more, which is why he texted me and was acting all innocent and sweet as if I would buy it. Lucky for me I can see through his act now, and I know exactly what sort of scum he is, so he isn't fooling anyone. Update 4. Hi, Everybody.

I know I have been missing for a really long time, but I was really caught up at work, new projects, and all that jazz, so I didn't have time to check Reddit. But now that I am here, it's time for another short update. It has been almost two weeks since my last update and not much has changed in terms of Frank in his living situation. He is still very much living with my parents and they're making quite a big deal out of it. From what I know, they have been posting pictures with Frank in calling him their son, the sun that they never had to be more precise.

And they keep, thanking a certain someone for bringing such a wonderful young man into their lives and have mentioned how it was a great deal for them because they got rid of the garbage and found gold in the form of Frank, their almost son. It would actually be pretty hilarious if it wasn't so annoying. I can't stand to hear about it and have told everyone to stop telling me about it because it really creeps me out. They are treating Frank like their own son and my replacement and I don't know why, but it just gives me the creeps. There is definitely some mental illness there that I don't even want to get into. It's disgusting and I don't want to talk about it anymore, but that's how my family is and it's sad but I am related to them. So I have to hear about it from everyone. Even people who

aren't related to us. Like my parents' friends. Ever since that post, their friends have been trying to chat me up for more gossip because they think that the enemy of an enemy is a friend. I guess that's what happens when people are too rich and entitled and also have a lot of time on their hands. That's definitely the case with my parents and the group of people that they used to hang out with. None of them cared about each other and definitely are not friends if they're so keen to gossip about my parents. I have been ignoring them and blocking them, but they keep popping up and texting me out of nowhere. All of them first try to sympathize with me and console me by telling me that they know my parents and that they have always been slightly pretentious.

so they can understand what I'm going through. I want to scream at them and tell them that being treated badly by your parents is not the same thing as having annoying friends, so they don't have any idea what I have been through. And I'm definitely not going to reach out to them for help or when I need someone to talk to because I hardly even know them. And I can obviously tell that they're just reaching out to me because they want to know more about my parents' crazy behavior and gossip about them.

It's so annoying and I wish that my parents hadn't been so popular in their social group. But everything comes at a cost and I did get back at them but this is the cost that I had to pay for it. This and the fact that Frank is living with them and I have to deal with it. Update 5, hey, guys, it's been a long time but I honestly just didn't have anything to share for a while. Six months have passed now since the day of my wedding, which never took place. And every single day, I thank God for not letting it happen. My parents and Frank are still living together. I know that's what most of you people would want to know in this update. But I really don't have a problem with that anymore.

They deserve each other and I couldn't be happier for them. Frank and my sister are actually getting married in a couple of months and I received an invitation today, which is how I was reminded of that crazy period of my life from a couple of months ago. It was difficult, but I did go to therapy and tried my best to work things out for myself. And then I got a great job offer, but I had to move for it so I readily agreed to it. it because there would be nothing better for me than a fresh start in a new city. That's exactly what I needed and for the past two months, I've been living my best life. I won't lie, it hasn't been easy and I still am in therapy, we do virtual meetings now.

But I had been moving on with my life instead of fixating on the past and wondering why my parents didn't love me and why my love wasn't enough for Frank to stay with me. The problem was them all along and not me, so it was pretty pointless for me to constantly worry about them and how they felt about me. I was great to those people but they were ungrateful and just generally bad people. And that's why they never valued me. Even if I did something huge for them, they still wouldn't value me. So it was better for me to just let it all go. It all sounds like a bunch of philosophical mumbo-jumbo, but it's really true. Letting go actually helps rather than holding on to your anger. That does nothing except ruin you and I learned that

the hard way. But whatever, Frank is my sister's problem now and I wish her all the best for her new life. All of them really and truly deserve each other.