Ten minutes before our wedding, I heard my fiancé tell his sister, “Don’t worry about daycare anymore. Natalie will take care of all three kids starting Monday.”

Mom had cried when I tried it on.

Only that morning, I’d imagined Seth’s reaction when he saw me walking down the aisle.

I still loved him.

That made the decision agonizing.

I wanted the man I’d believed him to be.

But I couldn’t marry him merely because seventy people were waiting.

Another knock interrupted us.

Seth lowered his voice.

“Don’t embarrass me in front of everyone.”

I looked up.

His words finally clarified everything.

He hadn’t apologized or asked what I wanted.

He only wanted me to shield him from the consequences of his actions.

I opened the door.

Paige stood there with three safety pins, her smile fading as she saw my expression.

“Natalie?”

“Please get Reverend Thomas,” I said.

Seth stepped forward.

“What are you doing?”

I continued looking at Paige.

“Tell him I’m not going through with the wedding.”

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