He Chose Her, So I Canceled Our Wedding
Three nights before my wedding, our families played a “lucky key” game.
Each woman drew a key to one of the gift cases. Everyone said the assignments were random.
My key opened an empty case. Inside was a single card.
THANK YOU FOR PLAYING.
My fiancé, Damian Valenti, touched my shoulder. “Your luck has always been terrible.”
My childhood friend, Luca Ferraro, lowered his voice. “Smile. Don’t let everyone think you’re a sore loser.”
My half sister, Sienna, drew the grand prize.
Her case held a vintage Valenti brooch, the Mediterranean vacation I had spent months planning, and a card Luca had written himself.
Whatever happens, we will always protect you.
I smiled for the photographs and return