When my brother announced he was marrying Nancy, my stomach dropped

. She wasn’t just any girl — she was the one who made my school years miserable.

At his engagement party,

Nancy greeted me with a sugary smile and whispered insults only I could hear.

She hadn’t changed at all.

My brother thought she was perfect, but I knew the truth.

Then I remembered her biggest secret: her lifelong fear of butterflies

. So for her wedding gift,

I arranged a box filled with two hundred live butterflies to be delivered to their home.

That night, Nancy opened it indoors and the room exploded with fluttering wings

. Her polished smile shattered as she screamed and broke down in terror.

The next morning, my brother called, furious. I cut him off:

“Now you know what she put me through all those years.

She didn’t change she’s still the same bully.

” I never heard from Nancy again.

For the first time in years, I finally slept peacefully.