By the time I reached the train station, Ethan's location-sharing request popped up on my phone.
For 8 years, we had kept our locations visible to each other. Last week, when I turned mine off, he asked if my phone was broken.
This time, I declined it outright.
Before going through security, the wedding planner sent one last video.
Ethan stood on stage. He wasn't reciting the vows as scheduled.
He told the guests that he had replaced the bride without my consent, that he had hidden the marriage certificate from me, and that he had treated everything I'd put into the wedding as something he could draw on whenever he pleased.
Someone asked him if he loved me, why did he marry someone else?
He held the microphone for a long time before answering. "Because I thought she wouldn't leave.
