ur final, explosive arguments before the vow renewal. "You sit at ho

t empire. He had forgotten the all-nighters I pulled, the str

divorce then, an

say that, Ally-cat. I love you. Let' s fix this. I' ll even do that vow renewal yo

e. We couldn' t afford a real wedding, let alone a honeymoon. He had pr

ong forgotten, or perhap

ge, a foolish part of me clung to it like a life raft. A flicker of h

detail, from the flowers to the font on the invitations.

t hope and crus

felt nothing. Not love, not hat

years. I woke up not to an alarm, but to the sun

ens of missed calls fro

I let it ring a few t

you?" he demanded, h

, too," I said, my t

other called. She said you weren' t there

me. To remind me of the ro

rising. "You promised you would take care of th

uine, not bitter. The sheer nerve

ing and cruel. His mother, Dorthea, was a cold, elitist snob who looked at me with open disdain, as if I were the hired help. Th

as finally free,