Exposed at the Altar, Falling for the Right Man

While my fiancé was in the fitting room trying on his suit, his phone lit up on the couch.

"Babe, I just put down the deposit for the luxury maternity retreat. When are you finally going to break it off with her?"

I glanced at his smug silhouette behind the curtain, picked up the phone, and typed back:

"Tonight. The house is under her name, so go ahead and call the movers for me."

Five days until our engagement party.

Ethan was inside the bridal boutique's fitting room trying on his tailored tuxedo while I sat on the plush sofa scrolling through my phone.