Replacing My Fiancé In An Hour
Language: en
When my parents boarded a flight for the tenth time, traveling thousands of miles across the country to finally meet the man I was supposed to marry, Zachary chose to vanish. He wouldn't pick up my calls. He didn’t reply to my texts. I sat at a corner table in the diner, ordering cup after cup of black coffee until my stomach burned, watching my screen. Then, a notification popped up. It was a post from Naomi, my best friend. It was a photo of a snow-dusted trail in Aspen, capturing two hands tightly clasped together. Her caption read: "Tenth trip to the mountains. Double digits of pure…