She Rehearsed Forever With Another
Language: en
It was supposed to be our pre-wedding photoshoot trip, but I woke up doubled over in agony with severe, acute gastroenteritis. My fiancée, Kendall, had looked at me with eyes full of tender concern. "Then none of us are going," she’d insisted, smoothing back my sweat-dampened hair. "What’s the point of a trip without the leading man?" My best friend, her younger sister, and her best friend had all chimed in right on cue, nodding with solemn agreement. I truly believed I was the luckiest man alive, blessed with a storybook romance and fiercely loyal friends. Until I picked up Kendall’s iPad…