Todos los capítulos de The Wedding He Never Attended: Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 10

The wedding schedule covered everything from when the groom would arrive and the family ceremony to the seating chart and the bridesmaid and groomsman lineup.Caleb Grant's name appeared only once.Groom: Caleb Grant.I stared at it for two seconds, picked up a pen, and crossed it out.Beside it, I wrote another name.Yale Shaw.The scratch of the pen against the paper was barely audible, but somehow, the moment I finished writing his name, everything inside me went quiet.It made me think of the day Caleb proposed to me.We were having dinner at home when he slid a ring box across the table."We're about that age anyway," he said. "We might as well get married."I sat there for a long moment before asking, "Is this supposed to be a proposal?"He laughed."We're practically an old married couple already. Does it really matter?"Back then, I'd pressed my lips together and told myself it didn't.Grand gestures weren't important. Caleb was simply that kind of person. He wasn't passionate

The bridesmaid dress was still hanging beside mine, but Nina never showed up.At 7:40, Caleb's groomsman, Yves Zimmerman, knocked on the door. The awkward look on his face told me something was wrong before he even spoke."Yvie...""What happened?"He rubbed the back of his neck. "Nina's stomach problem flared up this morning, so Caleb took her to the hospital."Every conversation in the room stopped.Yves quickly added, "He said he'll definitely make it back before the wedding. He won't let this hold anything up."I turned back to the mirror. My makeup was flawless, my red lipstick perfectly done."What time did he take her?""A little after six, I think."A little after six.My makeup artist had already been working on me by then. Caleb should have been getting dressed too, ready to come pick me up for our wedding.My phone rang before I could say anything else. It was Caleb."Yvie, Nina's condition got pretty bad. I'm taking her to the hospital, but as soon as I get her settled, I'l

Later, I told him I'd switched to a mermaid gown.He never even replied.Caleb's shoulders sagged. His lips parted as though there were something he wanted to say, but in the end, nothing came out. He took a step back.Yale moved half a step forward, positioning himself just enough in front of me to shield me without making a show of it.Caleb looked at me one last time. There was confusion in his eyes, but also a lingering unwillingness to accept what was happening.Then he turned and walked back down the steps. He made his way through the rows of guests, pushed open the ballroom doors, and disappeared into the glare outside.The officiant froze for only a few seconds before his professionalism kicked in."Well, it seems our bride is quite the catch..."He smiled smoothly."Now, where were we?"The whispers rippling through the ballroom gradually died down.Yale leaned closer and asked quietly, "You okay?""I'm good."I turned and smiled at him.And this time, I meant it....Caleb di

The hotel's breakfast buffet was on the first floor. I filled a plate with a few pieces of fruit and had just settled into a seat by the window when someone stopped in front of my table.I looked up.It was Caleb.Dark circles bruised the skin beneath his eyes, stubble shadowed his jaw, and he looked as though he hadn't slept at all. The moment our eyes met, something flickered to life in his expression, only to fade again almost immediately."Yvie.""Mr. Grant. Did you need something?"His lips trembled at the formality.He stepped closer and stopped across from me. "Yvie, I'm sorry."His voice was so hoarse it barely sounded like his own."I know those words aren't enough. They're so inadequate even I know they don't come close to making any of this right. But I still need to say them, because I don't know what else I can say."I didn't say anything as I continued staring at him."I spent the whole night thinking about us, about all these years we've been together. The more I thought

He'd quietly add a few punches to her loyalty card at her favorite coffee shop and leave an umbrella hanging outside the English literature building whenever it rained. Maybe she assumed some kind stranger had left it there. Maybe she never noticed at all.Either way, Yale didn't mind. He didn't need her to notice him. Knowing she was doing well was enough.During junior year, Yvie seemed to go through a breakup. For a long time afterward, Yale only ever saw her alone. She went to the library alone, ate in the dining hall alone, walked across campus with her head down, and barely spoke to anyone.Watching her from a distance made something tighten painfully inside him.So many times, he wanted to go over and ask if she was okay. He wanted to finally return that pen and tell her he'd noticed her all the way back in freshman year.But he never did.Because he didn't think another person's feelings were what she needed then.She needed time.So that was what he gave her.By senior year, s