The Edge of the Altar
Language: en
One minute before the wedding march was supposed to play, I got the message that Arthur was going to jump into the ocean. The wind howled on the other end of the line, his voice torn to shreds: "Chloe, if you marry him today, I'm jumping off right here—I mean it." My fingers instantly turned ice cold. Up front, the officiant was giving his opening remarks, the guests waiting with smiles for the bride to make her entrance. Beside me, my fiancé, Liam, noticed something was wrong. He turned his head and asked softly, "What's the matter?" His eyes were gentle, just as they had been every…