The moment I heard my sister was having a "small ceremony" and I wasn’t invited, I knew exactly where I stood in her life. It wasn’t just a missed invite—it was a message, loud and clear. But when I found out my ex, her coworker, and even a childhood nemesis made the guest list, I felt like a complete afterthought. So I did the only thing that made sense: I disappeared. I booked a last-minute trip to a remote beach town with no cell service and no connection to anyone. Just peace, quiet... and a little plan of my own. What happened at the wedding while I was gone shocked everyone—and it’s why my entire family tried to track me down in a panic…