Too Late, Ethan: The Comeback Queen

My office air, thick with stale coffee and cheap air freshener, always reminded me of the dreams I built with Ethan.

We were supposed to marry in a month, invitations sent, a Vera Wang dress waiting, our Boston Harbor Hotel wedding booked.

But then, Ethan, my fiancé of ten years, looked at me with what he thought were "soulful" eyes and dropped a bombshell.

He was going to marry Sabrina, the scholarship intern my family' s foundation sponsored, to "save" her from a loan shark.