The wedding was in two weeks, the venue and dress all arranged.
But rather than break down, Kristina decided to get even.
To Olya’s disbelief, Kristina asked her to help with a plan for revenge. Though Olya initially resisted, overwhelmed by guilt and shame, she eventually agreed.
They exchanged numbers, and Kristina instructed her to act like nothing happened when Evgeny returned. Left alone, Olya struggled to compose herself. Kristina had stunned her with her strength and poise.
Instead of blaming Olya, she held Evgeny accountable. Olya couldn’t understand how someone like him could betray such a confident and beautiful woman. She was angry at herself for falling into the role of “the other woman” without realizing it.
When Evgeny returned, Olya hid her emotions and pretended everything was fine. She lied, saying she felt unwell and had to leave. Before going, she casually mentioned a jazz festival in two weeks, probing for a reaction.
Evgeny, caught off guard, claimed he’d be away on business. That confirmed it for Olya—he intended to go through with the wedding, keeping both women in the dark.
After leaving his apartment, Olya took a long shower, feeling dirty and deceived.
She was furious with herself, with Evgeny, with how easily she had been manipulated.
Just as she was spiraling, Kristina called, sounding upbeat, and invited her to a meeting. Still uncertain, but driven by a need for justice, Olya agreed. They met in a cafe, and Kristina welcomed her like an old friend.
Over coffee and tiramisu, Kristina laid out a plan. Nothing too dramatic, but enough to shock Evgeny. Olya agreed, her anger fueling her courage.
Finally, the wedding day arrived. Guests gathered under a flower-decorated arch, whispering in anticipation of the bride’s arrival. Evgeny stood at the front with his best man, unaware that his carefully constructed lies were about to collapse.
The atmosphere was thick with expectation, but behind the scenes, something much more explosive was about to unfold—thanks to two women he had wronged, who were now united not by rivalry but by the shared desire for truth and revenge. The story of Olga Ryabova began as a young woman’s romantic escape, filled with butterflies and flirtation, but transformed into a hard lesson in deceit, strength, and unexpected alliances. From innocence to awareness, she found empowerment not in a man’s affection, but in solidarity with another woman, one who had every reason to hate her but instead chose to team up.
Together, they weren’t just taking down a liar. They were reclaiming their dignity.
