Weddings are supposed to reveal love.
Mine revealed secrets no one in my family was ready for.

The string quartet had just begun when the doors opened and whispers turned to silence.
I took my father’s arm, the lace on my gown glimmering under cathedral light.
Then came the voice I’d known my whole life — sharp, smug, impossible to ignore.

“Really, Evelyn?” My brother Daniel rose from the front pew, champagne glass in hand. “White? That’s rich, coming from you.”

The crowd gasped. He wasn’t done.
“You think you can hide who you are just because you’re marrying a lawyer? Everyone here should know what you used to do. The kind of men you dated. The kind of work you did at night.”

The bridesmaids froze.
My mother covered her mouth.
Logan — my fiancé — didn’t even blink.

I could’ve ended it right there. I could’ve told them the truth.
That the “night work” he loved to mock was six years of undercover intelligence — the kind you don’t put on résumés.
That the men I “dated” were targets, not lovers.
That every lie I’d ever told had kept my brother out of prison.

But instead, I smiled.
Because the time for truth had already been set.

“Daniel,” I said softly, “maybe you should sit down.”
He laughed. “Oh no, sweetheart. Not until everyone knows what kind of fraud you are.”

He took one step toward me —
and that’s when the cathedral doors burst open.

Three men in black suits walked in, badges flashing gold.
The air changed. Guests straightened. Someone whispered, “Are those… Secret Service?”

The tallest agent stopped beside Logan, nodded once, then turned to the room.
“Daniel Reed,” he said, voice calm and lethal. “You’re under arrest for cyber-espionage and fraud against the United States government.”

Daniel’s glass slipped from his hand, shattering against the marble floor.
He turned to me, eyes wide. “You—what did you do?”

I stepped closer, lifted my veil, and said, “I finished my last assignment.”

Logan took my hand.
The agents cuffed my brother as the crowd erupted — whispers, camera flashes, chaos.
And through it all, I kept my smile.

Because for the first time in years, I wasn’t undercover.
I was just a bride.