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For as long as I can remember, my brother has held a grudge against me, but I never imagined he would get his revenge on my wedding day in such a despicable way.

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You know that saying, every familys got its own drama well, mine is no different. Even though my brother and I grew up under the same roof, somehow he ended up becoming a bit of a troublemaker, even spending time in prison at one point. I tried to keep my distance from him, just to protect myself from his bad influence.

Life started looking up for me when I met this absolutely lovely woman and decided to marry her. As soon as my brother found out about my girlfriend, he wouldn’t stop winding me up about it, always pressing to meet her because, as he put it, our paths would cross sooner or later. I kept putting it off, not wanting my future wifes first impression of my family to be coloured by his behaviour.

Still, things took a turn, and I was basically left with no choice but to invite him. My wife ended up meeting him for the very first time on our wedding day. My brother said hed be on his best behaviour, but, just as I feared, he didnt stick to his word. It was plain as day hed always held some sort of grudge against me, and he picked my wedding as the perfect stage to get back at me.

In front of all our guests, he shamelessly insulted my wife, no matter how many times I tried to reason with him. When I heard my wife crying out, I rushed over, only to be met with his anger and threats, saying he was ready to hurt his own brother over a woman.

His appalling behaviour ruined what should have been one of the happiest days of my life. He refused to admit what hed done, which only made things hurt even more. After that disaster, I had to make the tough call to cut myself off from him. I steer clear of any gathering where hell be present, even if the rest of the family isnt too pleased about that. Its just too difficult dealing with someone who shows no real signs of changing. No matter how much he calls or tries to act like hes sorry, I honestly struggle to believe people can ever really change deep down.

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