He Kissed Her, She Wore My Wedding Dress
Language: en
Two hours before the wedding ceremony, I watched my fiancé pin another woman down on the bed and kiss her. That woman was wearing my wedding dress. Three years ago, my ex-fiancé fled on our wedding day. It was Grayson Jones who charged into the banquet hall and took me away. He said he would never let me stand alone at a wedding again. I waited three years for this public ceremony. But just as I was about to deliver the vow card to him, I heard Sylvia Sterling's voice through the crack in the door. "Do I look like today's bride?" Grayson's phone was lit up. He was sending me a…