I Became His Brother’s Bride

Alexander came with me to Vera Wang to try on wedding dresses, but he was on his iPhone the entire time.

I asked him, "How does this one look?"

He mumbled distractedly, "It's nice."

"And this one?"

"It's fine. Suits you."

I let the lace veil fall from my hands and said nothing.

It wasn't until he received a kissy-face emoji from his assistant, Madison, that he left without a second thought.

I said as he walked away, "Come home early tonight. I have some good news to tell you."

He never had the patience to listen, until the day I told him:

"Congratulations. The groom is not you.”