My Wedding, Her Ex

er soaring, and I was about to marry

ational calls on my fiancée Chloe' s phone, fo

ed with a tenderness I thought was reserved for me. "He doesn\'t sus

ame day, same venue, same guests. The betrayal was a physical blow

thetic musician left at the altar, twisted something i

She wanted a wedding on that day? Fine. There would be a wedding. My