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The night before the wedding, Waylon Haynes' childhood friend posted a picture of herself in my wedding dress. In the photo, she shyly hooked her arm around Waylon's. [Experiencing the happiness of having Waylon, one last time.] I commented: [Maybe I should just call off the wedding? Otherwise, that wedding dress will only get one day of use.] The next second, the post was deleted. She tearfully flung herself into Waylon's arms: "You're going to belong to another woman tomorrow, I was just feeling a little regretful. How could Taylor be mad..." Waylon immediately changed the post's background to a photo of them cheek-to-cheek. He called me and said, "She and I grew up together. To her, I'm like her elder brother. If you keep acting like this and getting jealous, don't bother marrying me!" I wasn't jealous. I was seriously thinking about calling off the wedding.