When I came out of surgery, they were already gone.Kayley sent me a photo. In it, she was sitting in the passenger seat of George's car, eating snacks. Potato chip crumbs were scattered everywhere.She even had a caption. "The corridor is freezing. We'll be waiting for you in the car."I never knew that George, with his severe OCD, could tolerate this level of mess. After all, he had never been able to stand me eating even a single piece of bread in his car.I chuckled softly and liked her picture.Then I called the wedding planner, "Cancel the wedding."A hint of regret could be heard in her voice. "You've been planning the wedding for almost two years. Why?"I looked at the intimate couple in the photo and gave a bitter smile. "Because I don't want to get married anymore."With the cancellation, my obsession with marrying George vanished as well.I did not get in the car and hailed a taxi home instead.When George came home in the middle of the night, his tone was clearly
Read More