The Wedding Crasher
Language: en
After dating for seven years, Harrison and I were getting married. I was excitedly decorating the wedding venue, but unexpectedly clashed with someone over the location. The meticulously prepared venue was occupied by someone else. I complained to Harrison with dissatisfaction, but was ruthlessly interrupted by him. "Are you annoying? It's just a venue, if this one doesn't work, just change to another one." I looked at Harrison in astonishment, puzzled by his sudden attitude. He didn't contact me actively anymore, and my initiative was met with sentences of being busy. Until ten days…