LOGINA day before our wedding, my fiancé, Vincent Anderson's friends egged everyone on. They wanted to play a "bride challenge" game. My best friend, Anna Reid, and I were answering the questions about Vincent at the same time. Every time I lost a question, I was to hand out one thing that belonged to the bride. The first question was on Vincent's favorite color. I answered black, and Anna answered blue. Even though Vincent did not own a single piece of blue clothing, everyone shouted in unison, "Anna's right!" I had no choice but to take off my wedding shoes. The next question was Vincent's what he most wanted to eat when his stomach hurt. I answered oatmeal porridge, and Anna answered chicken noodle soup. Once he ended up in the emergency room after eating chicken noodle soup when he had gastritis. All these years, I was the one who woke up in the middle of the night to make him oatmeal porridge. I was about to protest when Vincent's face fell. "Do you really need to prove that you know me the most?" I handed over my bridal bouquet. It continued until we reached the very last question. "Who does Vincent want to marry the most tomorrow?" I clenched my wedding ring in my hand as Anna smiled and pointed at herself. The next second, Vincent walked past me and held Anna's hand. The whole room erupted in cheers and teasing shouts. "That's correct!" Following the rules, I lost my ring, and I lost my groom too. Vincent forcefully took my wedding ring off and put it on Anna's finger. Then, he turned to me. "It's only one rehearsal. "Don't be a sore loser!" I looked at everyone as they laughed, and I suddenly realized something. The answers did not matter. They had never intended to let me win from the very beginning. I took off my veil and placed it in Anna's arms. "Alright then. "Then tomorrow's wedding can be her reward too."
View MoreAfter that, Vincent visited my city every year. Sometimes, he bought me a white bellflower. Other times, he would only glance at me from afar. I had never accepted his flowers nor met him in private. After three years, my project ended. I didn't return to the city I'd left behind. Instead, I accepted an offer from a different organization. Before I left, Vincent showed up at the airport again. He did not ask me to stay. Instead, he passed me my wedding book. "I went back through every part of the wedding you planned."In the past, I felt that the wedding didn't matter that much."Only after everything happened did I realize that you had spent an entire year planning our future."I destroyed it with my own hands."I took the book and threw it into the trash in front of him. Vincent's face turned pale, but I only smiled. "You don't have to keep things from the past." The announcement was calling for boarding. I walked forward with my suitcase. Vincent stopped me
During the first month after I left, Vincent still did not believe it.He sent me emails every day. [I bought our house back.][Anna moved out.][The ring is off. I didn't let Anna keep it.][I got someone to fix your mother's wedding gown too.][When are you coming back?]Every email disappeared into silence. I never replied. The next month, he removed Anna from her position at Anderson Corporation. The friends who had played the game came to plead on Anna's behalf. "Anna was just playing along!"You're the one who made all the decisions!"Vincent looked at them, and he was at a loss for words. Everyone had pushed things a little further. However, he was the one who delivered the final blow. He had no right to dump all the blame on Anna.Brenda was hospitalized for high blood pressure brought on by her anger. She lay in the hospital bed, cursing me out."It was just a game!"Vincent has already humbled himself. What else does she want?"Vincent stood next to
The next day, Vincent went to all the places that I could have possibly visited. He went to my mother's grave, the apartment that I stayed in before, our university, and the restaurant where we had our first date. No one at those places had seen me.In the afternoon, the lawyer, Dan William, passed him a box. It had the pearl hairpin and the torn-up wedding gown.Vincent's face fell. "Why are you giving these to me?"Dan said calmly, "Ms. Harrison says she no longer wants them.""Her mother left these for her. How could she possibly not want them?""Mr. Anderson…"Dan looked at him. "Ms. Harrison cherished these dearly, but she said that since someone else had worn them at her wedding, they no longer carried her mother's blessing."She no longer wants to see them."What frightened him more than me taking anything away was that I had begun throwing away the things I'd once treasured most.I could let go of the jewelry or the wedding gown. He wondered what I felt abo
When Vincent returned to the bridal suite, he found the room empty. My clothes were not there, and my suitcase was nowhere to be seen. On the dressing table were a few tags I had torn off.The thick wedding book that I had prepared was still there. It detailed the year-long preparation that I had made. Vincent flipped it open. The first page was about the wedding theme color. [Vincent doesn't like bright colors, so I chose white bellflowers.]The next page was the wedding menu. [Vincent has gastritis, so I changed all greasy food to healthier options.]Then, the next page was the drinks page.[I've prepared some medicine for Vincent so he won't be sick after drinking.]Every single page of the thick book had notes on them related to him.It made remarks on his likes, dislikes, and his health.I had barely mentioned myself. Vincent suddenly recalled the questions from the game. They had asked me about his favorite color, his favorite food to eat when he had gast












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