Where Love Fell Short Of Time

Synopsis

The night before our wedding, I stumbled upon pictures of a girl on Julian's phone. She had a sweet smile, bright and full of life. Most of the photos felt unposed, caught in passing moments. I couldn't just bottle it up and torment myself in silence. I handed Julian his phone and demanded an explanation. Julian spent the whole night smoking in the living room. Early the next morning, he walked into the bedroom. "I admit, I do like her a little," he said, his voice rough from a night of cigarettes, "but that's all there is to it." No way I was giving up on Julian after ten years together, not just because of some photos. It just didn't feel right. I slipped into my wedding dress and went ahead with the ceremony, just like we'd planned. But halfway through the ceremony, Leo Parker suddenly rushed toward Julian, calling out to him in panic. Leo was his assistant at work. "Dr. Grant, Ms. Collins found out you were getting married, and she tried to kill herself," Leo said urgently. The diamond ring was still hanging in the air when it suddenly slipped from his fingers and hit the floor with a sharp clatter. Julian bolted for the door like lightning. With tears in my eyes, I shouted after him, "If you walk out that door today, we're done for good!" He paused for a split second, then walked out of the wedding without even looking back.