I have a hereditary fat metabolism disorder. Overeat slightly, and my weight and blood sugar spiral

I have a hereditary fat metabolism disorder. Overeat slightly, and my weight and blood sugar spiral out of control. After diagnosis, my best friend Wendy quit sweets and fried foods with me so I could look perfect for my wedding. My fiancé Hank was deeply moved. Three days before the wedding, Hank said, "We're at the finish line. I'm taking Wendy out for a cheat meal tonight. What are you craving, Wendy?" My fork of plain chicken breast froze mid-air. He asked her, not me. Wendy squealed, hugging my arm. "Sushi! The expensive kind!" Hank chuckled. "You got it, little glutton." He turned to me. "Tracy, your dress is a size smaller. I'll take you for spicy hotpot after the wedding. I need to compensate Wendy first for suffering through this diet with you." I lowered my head. The dry chicken tasted like cardboard. He gave Wendy all the credit and rewards, while I got all the discipline and sacrifice. Throughout my diet, he never encouraged me once. He only pitied her.#revenge #redditstories #redditreadings #revengestory #reddit_tiktok #askredditstories #relationship #revengereturns #reddit #drama