Adrian ditched me on our wedding day—for Chloe. Before he drove off, he gave me that half-apologetic look and said, "Chloe's feeling sick. It's just a few hours. You love me too much to actually walk away, don't you?" I watched his taillights disappear and felt every bit of love I had for him die right there. So I texted Adrian's worst enemy. Evelyn: Didn't you say you'd do anything for me? Two hours. Show up at my wedding, and you're the groom. He replied instantly. Damian: I'm coming, with the ring I've held onto for eight years, to marry you.