Anonymous Truths Ruined My Perfect Wedding
On the night before my wedding, the bridal party is too excited to sleep, so someone suggests a game of anonymous confessions.
Everyone writes down one thing they want to say to me, the groom-to-be. I eagerly close my eyes, expecting heartfelt wishes and congratulations, but the first note stuns me.
"You bastard. If you weren't forcing my sister to marry you, Lyle would be my brother-in-law!"
Lyle Thomas is my best friend. Just three hours earlier, he called to apologize, saying a last-minute business trip had come up and he couldn't make it to the wedding.
My hands tremble as I continue reading.
"That watch she gave you as a wedding present is one Lyle turned down. He said it looked ch