My Fiancé Humiliated Me at the Altar – He Regretted It a Minute Later & Claimed I Ruined His Life -I was set to marry the love of my life. It was supposed to be simple. Easy, even. But when I got to the altar on my wedding day, the entire event turned into a public spectacle.When Chris walked into the room, the world suddenly seemed so much brighter. We hit it off instantly, slipping into effortless conversation.By the end of the night, Joseph was teasing us about how we’d hit it off, and I couldn’t deny the spark.”It’s magnetic, Megan,” he said.Chris and I exchanged numbers, and soon, those friendly texts turned into nightly calls, and then into dates.”I can’t get enough of you,” Chris said.With every moment we spent together, it just felt right. He brought a sense of adventure and a depth of understanding that I hadn’t realized I was craving.”It’s magical, really,

how everything fell into place so quickly and so completely,” I told Joseph one day.My relationship with Chris wasn’t just a whirlwind. It felt like we’d started our own little world. We were wrapped in each other, discovering everything about the other.It wasn’t long before I could easily see a future with him.But it wasn’t all smooth sailing. Despite Chris being confident, he was insecure about my friendship with Joseph.”Look, we’re close, yes. And we have a history, but it was years before you, Chris,” I said.One evening, Chris did something truly unexpected. He disappeared into our bedroom and came back with a small, velvet box. My heart stopped for a second as he knelt and opened it,