I thought faking a fiancé would finally let me step out of my sister’s shadow. But in the middle of my own scheme, I discovered that true love had been closer than I’d ever realized.
The moment I opened Mom’s letter, I felt a familiar wave of dread wash over me. The whole family was gathering for Christmas, including my sister Megan and her new boyfriend. Perfect Megan, with her perfect life.
I could already picture her—radiant, accomplished, with some dazzling guy by her side while I just sat there, blending into the background as usual.
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An idea hit me out of nowhere.
What if I show up with a fiancé of my own?
I looked around the office, and my gaze landed on Zach by the printer. He was organizing files. Reliable, responsible, and… not exactly “Prince Charming,” but he could work. And more importantly, he worked for me.
“Hey, Zach,” I called, strolling over casually.
He looked up. “Yes, Claire?”
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“Would you be interested in a, um, side project over the holidays?”
He raised an eyebrow. “A side project?”
“Yes, but more… personal,” I said, glancing around to make sure no one else was listening. “It’s just a quick thing with my family. I need someone to… play a role.”
“A role? What kind of role?”
“My fiancé,” I replied, letting the word drop with a casual shrug.
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“Your… fiancé?” He looked like he’d misheard me.
“Yes, just for Christmas.” I grinned, hoping I looked more confident than I felt. “It’d be helping me out. My family is a little… competitive about relationships.”
He stared at me. “I don’t know, Claire… that seems… unusual.”
I leaned in, lowering my voice. “Think of it as an opportunity, Zach. It could be good for your career. You know, help things along.”
His eyes widened. “Oh, God, Claire. If it’s just for the holiday…”
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“Yes!” I clasped my hands together a bit too eagerly. “Just one holiday.”
“Fine. I’ll do it. But only this once.”
“Perfect,” I said, unable to hide my excitement. “All you need to do is show up, look convincing, and smile.”
***
As Zach and I walked up the long, winding path to my mom’s grand house, I clung tighter to his arm. Inside, the atmosphere was warm and inviting, yet my heart sank when I spotted Megan.
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She sat on the plush couch next to her boyfriend, Jason, laughing like she didn’t have a care in the world. Her hair was perfectly styled, her smile dazzling. She looked up, eyes glinting when she saw us.
“Well, well,” she drawled, standing up and sauntering over. “Claire! And… who’s this handsome man?” Her eyes swept over Zach with suspicion.
“This is Zach,” I said. “My boyfriend.”
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“Boyfriend, huh? Oh my, Claire, where did you find someone so… perfect?” She let the word linger, clearly enjoying the hint of doubt in her voice.
“Work. We met at work. He’s great, actually.”
Zach nodded, giving Megan a polite smile. “Nice to meet you, Megan.”
Megan’s gaze lingered on us for a moment longer before she returned to Jason, whispering something in his ear that made him chuckle.
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My cheeks burned. I could tell she wasn’t buying our act for a second.
Later, while Zach was chatting with my dad, I overheard Megan and Jason talking in the hallway. I stopped, straining to listen.
“Can you believe it?” Megan was saying with a laugh. “Mom said she’d leave her inheritance to the first one of us who got married! Guess that means Claire and her ‘boyfriend’ are in a bit of a rush.”
Jason laughed softly. “You don’t think she’d actually…”
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“Oh, she’ll try, alright,” Megan replied. “But it’s Claire. She always falls short.”
So, Mom is turning our lives into some twisted race to the altar? Fine. If marriage is what Mom wants, then I’m ready to give her exactly that.
Later that evening, I dragged Zach to a small shop nearby and picked out the cheapest engagement ring I could find.
Holding it up, I said, “Tomorrow, at dinner, you’ll propose.”
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Zach’s eyes went wide. “Claire, are you serious?”
“Yes. It has to be done. You’ll understand soon.”
***
The Christmas dinner table was set to perfection. Crystal glasses sparkled under the warm lights, and holiday decorations framed every inch of the room. I glanced at Zach, who caught my gaze and gave me a small, frightened smile.
Then came the moment we’d practiced for, rehearsed like actors preparing for the role of a lifetime. I could only hope he’d remember his lines.
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“Everyone,” Zach said, clearing his throat as he stood up, his face pale but resolute. “I have something important to say.”
The room fell silent. My mother’s eyes lit up, practically sparkling. Megan raised an eyebrow, barely able to contain her smirk, and I could see Jason nudging her with an amused grin.
“Claire,” Zach began, turning toward me.
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I watched as he slipped his hand into his pocket, fingers grazing the cheap ring that we’d picked out together in that cramped jewelry store. My heart pounded so loudly that I was sure everyone could hear it.
“I never thought,” he began, glancing around the table, “that I’d find someone like Claire. She’s… well, she’s one of the most passionate people I know.”
He paused, and I saw something flicker in his eyes—maybe nerves or maybe something else.
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My mother clasped her hands with excitement. Megan smirked, folding her arms, clearly enjoying the performance. I forced myself to breathe, gripping my napkin so tightly my knuckles turned white.
Zach continued, “She pushes me to be better every day. And I realized… well, I realized that I couldn’t imagine my life without her.”
His voice softened, almost genuine, and for a moment, I felt the room fade as he looked at me. I nearly forgot we were pretending. Nearly.
“Will you marry me?”
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“Yes!” I clapped my hands together, throwing on the biggest smile I could muster. “Oh, I… I can’t believe it!” I gushed, practically shoving my hand out so he could slide the ring onto my trembling finger.
As he slipped the ring on, I was praying no one noticed the rush of desperation beneath it all.
“Oh, Claire, sweetheart!” Mom cried, practically bouncing in her seat. “This is just… wonderful! I’m so happy for you both!”
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As I tried to force a laugh, I could feel Megan’s eyes boring into me. But I was determined to play this role to the end, whatever it took.
“Oh, Claire, darling,” Mom continued. “You know, I’ve been saving something very special for this day.”
She hurried out of the room, her heels clicking with excitement. A few minutes later, she returned, carrying a box wrapped in delicate silk.
“This was my wedding dress,” she said, her eyes misty with nostalgia as she opened the box. “I saved it, hoping one day I could give it to one of my daughters. And now… it’s yours.”
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Mom’s joy, Zach’s quiet resignation, and Megan’s smirk—it was too much. I forced a smile, trying to keep my hands from shaking. “Oh, Mom, I… I don’t know what to say. This is… so generous.”
“Tomorrow,” Mom said, beaming, “we’ll have the ceremony. I’ve already called the family priest.”
Beside me, I felt Zach go rigid. His face was drained of color, and my own heart pounded with panic.
What have I done?
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***
The next day, just before I slipped into the wedding dress, Megan sidled up to me. She leaned in, her voice low and mocking.
“You know, I made up that whole inheritance story, right? Just to see what you’d do.”
“What?” I whispered, barely able to believe it.
She shrugged, feigning innocence. “I knew you’d overhear. I just didn’t think you’d actually fall for it this hard.”
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My face burned with anger and embarrassment. Megan tricked me, and I walked right into it. I was left with a choice: go through with that charade or run out and face the humiliation.
As I stepped up to the altar, dressed in my mother’s gown, the weight of it all hit me. The cheap ring on my finger felt heavy, like a reminder of every lie I’d told.
I looked over at Zach, who stood beside me, clearly trying to hold it together for my sake.
But is this how I want to spend this day for the sake of a ridiculous rivalry?
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In that final second, something in me snapped. I couldn’t do it. I pulled up my dress and bolted down the aisle, the fabric billowing behind me like a parachute. I didn’t look back, didn’t stop to see the stunned faces of my family or hear Megan’s laughter or… or… or see Zack’s eyes.
I just ran.
When I finally got home, reality crashed down like a wave. I let my jealousy, my need to prove myself, push me to this.
And now? Now, I have a cheap ring, a fake fiancé, and a sinking feeling of shame.
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***
Back at work, I went straight to my office, eager to start the day and hoping to shake off the embarrassment from the holiday disaster. But as I walked in, Zach’s desk was empty.
Puzzled, I glanced around, half-expecting him to walk through the door at any moment. Instead, I noticed a folded piece of paper on my desk, my name scrawled in Zach’s familiar handwriting.
My heart sank as I unfolded the note. It read:
“Claire, I’m sorry for leaving like this, but I think it’s for the best. I didn’t agree to be your fiancé for the promotion or because of the pressure. I did it because I’ve been in love with you for a long time. I wish things had been different, and I hope you find what you’re really looking for.”
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I hadn’t realized how blind I’d been to his real feelings. I sat there, realizing I’d just lost someone who genuinely cared.
Without a second thought, I grabbed my coat and headed out. I found Zach’s address in his employee file and drove to his apartment, determined to make things right.
***
When I arrived, the doctor let me in. Zach was sitting beside an elderly woman on the couch, holding her hand gently. She looked frail. She was probably his mom.
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As I took in the scene, everything clicked into place. He needed the income to help her.
I stepped forward.
“Zach, I had no idea… I’m so sorry for everything. I never considered what you were going through.”
Zach looked up, surprised but calm. “It’s alright, Claire. I didn’t expect you to understand.”
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I swallowed, feeling a surge of regret. “Let me help. With her medical bills, I mean. Please.”
After a long pause, he nodded. We sat together, talking about everything that had happened, the absurdity of our pretend engagement, and the misunderstandings that had piled up between us.
“You know… if you’re still interested, I’d like to go on a real date with you,” I finally confessed.
Zach smiled, and I felt my heart lighten. This time, there was no pretending.
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My FIL Demanded That I Pay $6000 for His Retirement Trip, So My Wife and I Taught Him a Good Lesson
My FIL Demanded That I Pay $6000 for His Retirement Trip, So My Wife and I Taught Him a Good Lesson
Retired FIL’s cruise invite turned $6000 shocker leads to a clever family counterplot. A budget-friendly voyage, a faux breakdown, and a cheeky postcard teach lessons in financial wisdom and family respect, steering through high seas drama to a harmonious resolution.
So, my father-in-law, George, recently retired and decided to celebrate big time. He invited the entire family, including my wife, Sarah, our kids, and me, on a cruise. We were all thrilled, especially the kids, who packed their bags a week in advance, buzzing with excitement.
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Now, let me paint you a picture: we’re a happy, middle-class family. We work hard, save up for rainy days, and occasionally splurge on family vacations. So, this cruise invitation seemed like a stroke of luck, a perfect getaway to celebrate George’s retirement. The anticipation was building, and tomorrow was supposed to be the day we set sail into this fantastic adventure.
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But here’s where things took a jaw-dropping turn. George casually asked me to check my email for the tickets. I thought, “Great, let’s get those boarding passes printed and ready!” But when I opened the email, my excitement crashed harder than a wave during a storm. There wasn’t just a ticket confirmation. Oh no, there was a message from George saying, “Transfer the money to my bank account,” accompanied by a whopping $6000 bill for the cruise!
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I stared at the screen, thinking it had to be a mistake. Surely, George wouldn’t invite us on a trip and then hand us the bill, right? Wrong! When I called him to ask what the heck was going on, he dropped the bomb: “We had a family talk and decided that you should cover everyone on this trip because you’re the ‘man of the house,’ earning good money now that I’m retired.”
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I was speechless. We’ve always been generous with family, but this was beyond anything I could fathom. It’s not like we’re swimming in cash—we have bills, a mortgage, and kids’ education to think about. This $6000 bill was not in our budget, and George’s entitlement felt like a slap in the face.
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I tried to reason with him, hoping he’d see how unreasonable this was. But no, he was adamant that we should foot the entire bill, even suggesting we take out a loan if necessary! “George, about this cruise bill… We were really taken aback by the cost. It’s a lot more than we anticipated.”
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“Well, you’re the provider in the family now. I’ve done my part, and it’s time for you to step up,” said George nonchalantly.
“But George, we can’t just pull out $6000 like it’s nothing. We have our own financial plans and responsibilities.”
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George shrugged. “You have a stable job, don’t you? I don’t see why you’re making such a fuss. Just get a loan or figure it out. It’s for family, after all.”
That chat felt like talking to a brick wall. George was adamant that because I’m married to his daughter and doing well, I should cover the entire trip. His lack of understanding was astounding.
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Afterwards, I relayed everything to Sarah. We sat in our living room, tension hanging in the air like a thick fog.
Sarah was visibly upset. “I can’t believe Dad is doing this. It’s like he’s completely disregarded our financial situation.”
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“He’s stuck on this idea that I should bear the whole cost because I’m the ‘man of the house.’ It’s ridiculous.” I sighed deeply.
Sarah started pacing back and forth. “We can’t just give in to his demands. But the kids… they’d be heartbroken if we canceled now.”
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We were torn between our financial sanity and the kids’ happiness. The conversation went round and round, with both of us feeling trapped between a rock and a hard place.
After a while, Sarah finally stopped to look at me. “There’s got to be a way to sort this out without jeopardizing our finances or disappointing the kids.”
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We spent the rest of the night brainstorming, trying to concoct a plan that wouldn’t end with us resenting George or saddling ourselves with debt.
After much debate and distress, Sarah and I finally hatched a plan that turned the tables in the most unexpected way.
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First off, let me say that Sarah is a genius. Late one night, after endless discussions and what felt like a million cups of coffee, she had a lightbulb moment. “Why don’t we just book a separate, more affordable cruise for us and the kids?” she suggested, her eyes sparkling with a mix of mischief and determination. “We can still have a family vacation, just without the financial strain and… George’s company.”
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It was brilliant. We found a modest cruise that was set to sail around the same time as George’s lavish extravaganza. It was perfect for our budget and still promised loads of fun for the kids. We booked it right away, feeling a mix of relief and excitement.
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But the real kicker? We concocted a little scheme to make a point to George. On the day of departure, we were all supposed to drive to the port together. Everything was going smoothly until, just a few blocks from George’s house, I pulled over. “Oh no, I think the car’s broken down!” I exclaimed, feigning panic.
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George, already in high spirits about the cruise, was flustered. “What? Now? But we can’t miss the ship!”
With our best acting skills, Sarah and I insisted he go ahead without us. “Don’t worry, we’ll sort this out and catch up with you,” Sarah assured him, hiding her grin.
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So, George and his entourage went on without us, clueless about our actual plan. Meanwhile, we headed to a different port and embarked on our delightful, budget-friendly cruise.
Now, for the pièce de résistance: Before we left, we’d arranged with George’s cruise company to make a special announcement. Just as they set sail, the captain cheerfully announced, “Welcome aboard! Thanks to the generous contribution from our esteemed guest, George, you’re all upgraded to an all-expenses-paid experience with premium amenities!”
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So, after we executed our plan and set sail on our own budget-friendly cruise, we were buzzing with anticipation about how things were unfolding on George’s luxury liner. According to a few relatives who were in on our plan and went on the cruise with George, the announcement about his supposed ‘generous contribution’ for the premium upgrades made quite the splash.
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They told us that when the captain made the announcement, thanking George for his grand gesture, the entire ship erupted in applause. George was visibly confused and utterly mortified, trying to wave off the cheers and explain the misunderstanding. But of course, the more he protested, the more people praised his ‘generosity’ and ‘big heart.’ The relatives said it was like watching a comedy show, with George as the unwitting star.
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Meanwhile, on our end, we were having the time of our lives. Our cruise might not have had the lavish amenities of George’s, but it was perfect for us. The kids were having a blast with all the onboard activities, and Sarah and I could finally relax, knowing we hadn’t broken the bank or caved to unreasonable demands.
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In a moment of cheeky inspiration, Sarah suggested we send George a postcard. “Greetings from our actual cruise! Thanks for the lesson in standing our ground and managing our finances wisely. Enjoy your ‘generosity’! Love, your financially savvy in-laws.”
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As we enjoyed the simpler pleasures of our cruise, I couldn’t help but reflect on the absurdity of the situation. We had managed to teach George a lesson in respect and boundaries, all while ensuring our family still got to enjoy a much-needed vacation.
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