He Said My Bride Price Was Too High, So I Married His Best Friend

I was in bed with my boyfriend of six years when he told me he was going to marry someone else.

That night, on the narrow wooden bed in our cramped rental apartment, Lionel was more intense than he had ever been before.

He whispered into my ear, his voice rough and low. "Odette, I'm getting married."

My entire body went still, but Lionel cupped my face in his hand.

"Don't move."

He chuckled softly. "You want the truth? Her bride price is lower than yours. She's younger, untouched, and just graduated from college."

I stared at him without saying a word, and Lionel sighed.