A Dog Took My Fiancee's Place
At my engagement party, a female dog was sitting on my fiancee’s seat.
Her guy best friend, Ryan Anderson, was holding the leash.
“Bro, don’t take it personally. Your fiancee drank too much the night before at her bachelorette party, that’s why I’m letting her sleep in for a bit longer.”
Everyone looked at me mockingly as they laughed. I felt as though someone had slapped me.
All the guests had arrived, but Lily Smith showed up late.
“It’s our engagement party today. Are you asking me to marry a dog?” I asked as I suppressed my anger.
Lily grabbed Ryan’s sleeve and glared at me impatiently.
“What are you talking about? Ryan saw that I was too tired, so he let me rest for a bit longer. Are you seriously offended?
“As my fiance, you should be more understanding, like him!”
It felt ridiculous and wrong to me. My heart sank as I stood up.
“Fine, since he treats you so well, you should marry him then!”