Her Fake Date, His Real Fate

Synopsis

At my best friend's wedding, she thrust the bouquet into my hands with a mischievous grin. "So, when are you finally tying the knot with your little sweetheart?" Before I could respond, Emmitt Sweeney, my boyfriend, who was six years younger than I was, spoke up. "Why rush? I still want to enjoy myself for a few more years." I idly twirled the vibrant petals, my red nails flashing in front of him as I said lightly, "I'm not waiting anymore. I'm getting married in six months." He misread my words as pressure to marry him, and his expression instantly dropped. Using the excuse of a so-called "bachelor party," he spent nights out, flaunting his wild nightlife on Twitter. It wasn't until a week before the wedding, when he glimpsed the enormous wedding portrait of a man who resembled him by about seventy percent but carried the maturity of a hundred men, that he was truly shocked. He had never realized that the groom I was waiting for had never been him.