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My fiancé failed to show up for our wedding for the third time. While I waited outside City Hall, he was kneeling in a field, letting his first love's daughter call him Daddy. For eight years, I forgave every broken promise. I convinced myself that his kindness was the reason he always chose them-and that one day, he would finally choose me. But when I returned home and found his first love and her daughter already moving into my house, I stopped waiting. Ethan rescheduled our wedding for Saturday morning, certain I would forgive him again. I agreed to meet him at City Hall. I just never said he would be the groom.