Broken Seven Times Over
I've planned seven wedding ceremonies in total, and not once has my fiance, Zachary Gardner, ever shown up for it.
The first time, his adopted younger sister, Louise Foster, bursts into tears because she lost her passport at the airport. It was the dead of winter, but he dumped me by the side of the road and left me.
The second time, Louise's dog sprained its ankle. Zachary stuffed the ring back into its box and rushed to the animal hospital to accompany her.
Every time I argue with him about it, he declares nonchalantly, "We can get married anytime, but I can't let Louise be upset."
Everyone around us agrees with him, saying that we're all family anyway, so I shouldn't be so petty. None
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