My boyfriend and I were set to be married on Valentine's Day, but as the wedding date approached, our wedding rings were in the hands of his first love.

My fiancé ordered me to give up the wedding to him and his first love and asked me to be a bridesmaid.

Simply because his first love was terminally ill and wanted to fulfill his last wish to get married.

Anyone with a discerning eye could see this was nothing more than an excuse, but he didn't hesitate to give me up.

But he didn't know that his first love was poisonous.