About My Wedding Dress Triggered the Fall of a Giant Novel
"As my job’s pretty unique, I barely interact with people outside of work.
Naturally, my mom started to worry. She thought I might not be into guys. So, she took matters into her own hands and arranged a marriage for me.
The guy on paper was perfect. He was good-looking, charming, and the son of the wealthiest man in town.
Since I spent most of my time at the office and rarely had time for shopping, my boss had a custom wedding dress made for me.
On the day of the wedding, I was about to get changed and walk down the aisle, only to find my dress tossed in the trash.
Before I could even process what was going on, my so-called fiancé’s secretary barged in and shoved a bridesmaid dress at me, all high and mighty.
“What are you staring at? The ceremony’s about to start. Get dressed,” she barked.
I forced myself to stay calm and replied, “I’m the bride. And you expect me to wear this?”
She rolled her eyes like I was being ridiculous. “Just put it on. No need to make a scene.”
Then she added smugly, “Mr. Cobb specifically said I’ll be taking your place at the altar.”
I stood there, stunned. It took me a moment to react before I pulled out my phone and dialed my fiancé.
“Mr. Cobb,” I said, trying to keep my voice steady. “Don’t you think your family owes me an explanation for this little switch-up?”"