My Runaway Groom Was Easily Replaced
Language: en
We were halfway through my bridal fitting when Nigel’s phone rang, and he slipped out to answer it. I quietly followed him out, only to hear the familiar, high-pitched whine of my best friend’s voice filtering through the receiver. "Did you finish picking out those sneakers and jerseys I asked for?" Nigel, who had been completely checked out since we walked into the boutique, suddenly sounded alive. He rattled off a dozen recommendations without missing a beat. Then Mallory asked, "Are you really going to lie to Maggie, tell her you’re on a business trip, and fly to the World Cup with…