“I’m holding you responsible for something you know you’re responsible for. You’re a smart girl. What are you doing bruising the ego of a weak man like Andrew? Focus your efforts on solidifying your marriage to Lucius,” he advised.I didn’t know what hurt more—my father talking about my love life li
Time seemed to fly when you had a million things to do. That was precisely how it felt, being the unwilling maid of honor for my ex and my sister’s wedding. The biggest challenge I faced now was finding a church for their ceremony. Amanda, of course, was impossible to please. Even with less than a m
This was my moment. It had finally arrived.“Andrew’s habits haven’t changed? Don’t tell me that,” I said, feigning the deepest sympathy.“What do you mean, his habits?” she asked, sounding alarmed.“Well… his addiction to… other women,” I said, feigning hurt. “I remember… finding various items like
It had to be the wine making me feel anxious to know where Lucius was. I grabbed my phone, lay down on my new sofa, and set my glass on the floor. I kicked off my sandals and called him. This was the first time I’d dared to call him—if it were up to him, it would never happen.The phone rang and ran
Despite Amelia’s endless demands and diva-like attitude, we eventually selected the cathedral we visited. And with the wedding date branded in our minds, just two days after that decision, here we were, rehearsing for the church ceremony.As the maid of honor, I was also acting as the coordinator al
“Yes… the ring,” Andrew mumbled, and he slipped it on her finger with difficulty.And I do mean with difficulty because the ring looked too small for Amanda’s finger. The pregnancy had added a few pounds. She still looked like herself, just... well, it’s what happens to some pregnant women.“Didn’t
“That’s enough of this,” Amelia cut in nervously. “Both of you will go talk with the priest like civilized people. I’ll handle dismissing the bridal party. Go on, go.”Reluctantly, Andrew followed the priest, who was trying to calm him and offer advice. Amelia, on the other hand, approached Amanda a
I might have been standing there with a “normal” face waiting for my coffee order, but inside me, a storm of epic proportions was brewing. I had fled that disastrous wedding rehearsal and ended up in this little café where I was waiting for my order. It was a small spot near Fairmount Corporation, a