I'm Calling Off The Wedding
"We’re over. Who he is, is none of your business. How did you even find me?"
His body swayed slightly.
Trembling, he pulled a manila folder from his jacket and held it out.
I took it and opened it, only to find a complete set of wedding design mock-ups.
Every single page was filled with red roses. A vibrant, crimson sea, the exact aesthetic I had craved for years.
Now, he was laying it at my feet.
"I canceled the house lease. I sold the traditional jewelry back. I canceled all the previous wedding plans," he said, his voice fractured and desperate.