My Fiancé Passed Away Before Our Wedding – Three Months Later, I Caught His Mom Sneaking Into Another Wedding

“You let me bury you.”

His face twisted.

“I just didn’t know how to end things.”

“So you died?”

He had no answer.

I removed my florist badge and looked at him.

“You were right about one thing.”

He frowned.

“What?”

“Something went wrong today.”

Then I walked away.

I didn’t destroy the flowers.

I didn’t make a speech.

Neither mattered anymore.

Sarah left through the front doors with her father.

Guests whispered.

Julian went into the ceremony room to explain what he could.

Colleen sank against the hallway wall and cried.

Adrian stood alone in the suit he had bought for our wedding.

For months, I believed losing him was the worst thing that had ever happened to me.
Walking out of that venue, I finally understood the truth.

I hadn’t lost the man I was supposed to marry.

I had discovered who he really was before I married him.

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