The Last-Minute Fiancé Switch

Synopsis

At our engagement party, my fiancé, Dorian Wright, never showed up. I waited and waited, but all I got was a text saying he wasn't coming. He typed: [Elena's getting double-eyelid surgery, so she couldn't be around crowds right now. She's my childhood sweetheart, and I don't want her to miss it. Let's cancel the engagement party for now.] My parents, who had no idea what was going on, were still waiting by the entrance. They said, "This is already the third engagement party for our daughter. That brat Dorian better not have messed up again. The guests are all here." I counted on my fingers. The night before the first engagement party, Dorian had insisted on driving across the state to pick up Elena Flores as her flight got delayed; we had to cancel. A week before the second one, he said he needed to mourn Elena's dog, which had passed away. But three times was too much. I patted the shoulder of my senior, Neil Foley, whose eyes were brimming with tears beside me. "Don't cry, Neil. I'll marry you."