He Canceled 99 Weddings, Now He Wants Me Back
Language: en
The day before the wedding, Eric accompanied me to the bridal shop to pick out my gown. I had just stepped out of the fitting room. Eric, in a rush, stripped off his suit jacket, turning to leave. “Manon is in trouble. Ava can’t handle it alone. I need to get to the hospital. Tomorrow’s wedding is off.” Once, I would have stopped him, demanding to know who was more important: Ava and her daughter, or me. But this time, watching his retreating back, I didn’t try to hold him back. This was the ninety-ninth time he had canceled our wedding for Ava and Manon. Half an hour later, Ava updated…