The Heels That Broke Us

Synopsis

Two days before the engagement, my fiancé Edward Grant crouched down to adjust my dress. His fingers lightly brushed my ankle. "Zoe," he said softly, "I've never seen you wear heels. You have such lovely feet." I was adjusting the waist of my gown in the mirror and answered without much thought, "I'm not used to them. They hurt when I wear them." "Just try," he urged. "High heels would really complete this look." His hand slid up along my leg and paused behind my knee. "Get a pair with red soles," he continued. "When you walk, they'll peek out from under the dress and disappear again. You'll look absolutely breathtaking." I looked up and met his intense, eager gaze in the mirror. "When did you pick up all this?" I asked.