I thought a tiny tattoo would spice things up. My future MIL said it would drive her son wild. But Jason saw it, froze like stone… and left me standing at the altar.
I never considered myself lucky. But that evening, when Jason got down on one knee at our favorite café and held out a small velvet box, it felt like life had finally decided to be kind to me.
“What do you say, Miss ‘plans her coffee for life’?” he teased with a wink.
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“Yes,” I whispered, and the world melted away.
It was just me and him. My always.
We were happy. Almost childishly happy. We planned the wedding, debated napkin colors, and sampled five different cakes.
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Everything felt perfect… until Lori showed up like thunder in a cloudless sky. Just when everything seemed too perfect to be real.
“I don’t want you to freak out,” Jason said one evening, walking in from work, eyes avoiding mine. “But I hired Lori. She… she’s my ex.”
“Your ex?”
