Replacing Four Grooms in One Day
Language: en
I consider myself a magnanimous woman. On the morning of my wedding, my fiancé’s tragic first love returned from abroad. Seeing the hesitation flickering in his eyes, I didn’t scream. I simply gathered my train and walked away with absolute grace. He was only Groom Number One. A resourceful woman always keeps a Number Two. Except Number Two cancelled forty minutes later. Miraculously, he had just located the long-lost girl who had saved him from drowning when he was eight years old. Undeterred, I hitched up my skirts and had my driver floor it toward Venue Three. Number Three, however,…