The Day I Said I Do
After eight years of loving him in vain, my boyfriend, Gilbert Hughes, finally proposed. The wedding is set for a week from now.
However, just as I'm happily preparing for it, I accidentally overhear a conversation between him and his friends.
"I have to give it to Gilbert. The moment he proposes, his first love, Cheryl, gets restless."
"But now that Cheryl's back, what are you going to do with your girlfriend?"
Gilbert pauses for a moment, then replies casually, "It's fine. I'm not actually going to register my marriage with Jennifer. At worst, I'll just hold a wedding and play along."
At the party the next day, he wraps his arm around me dotingly and socializes with our guests.
Yet, the moment Cheryl Manning runs out in tears, he instantly lets go of me and chases after her in a panic.
I follow quietly and watch them embrace tightly in the dark, kissing each other deeply.
With my heart completely shattered, I turn away and dial a number. "Want to get married? I need a groom."