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A week prior to our wedding, I stumbled upon an unexpected treat. My fiancé's wedding band had "Addie" inscribed on the inside, the pet name he consistently used for me. I felt moved and thrilled, anticipating our future together. However, before I could fully savor the moment, he phoned.
He was intoxicated from his bachelor celebration and required my assistance. Upon arriving at the location, my spirits plummeted. There he stood, clasping another woman's hand, gazing at her with a tender, affectionate expression. My pulse quickened when I heard him address her as "Addie."

Wrong 'Addie' Wears My Ring

The memory of his marriage proposal lingered in my mind. Half a year earlier, during our vacation, an unexpected avalanche struck. In my desperate effort to protect him, I tumbled down the mountainside. He emerged unscathed, while I was left severely injured and unresponsive.


Luckily, medical assistance arrived just in time, saving my life. Upon my release from the hospital, Glenn appeared with a floral arrangement. He knelt before me, his eyes brimming with sincerity.


"Addie," he uttered with genuine emotion, "you rescued me, and I want to dedicate my life to caring for you."


Overwhelmed with shock and elation, I gasped in disbelief. As our companions celebrated, I slipped the ring onto my finger, believing this moment marked the beginning of our eternal bond.


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