On my wedding day, my dress vanished from the bridal room. Minutes later, my sister walked down the aisle wearing it—with my fiancé on her arm.
“Surprise,” she announced to 200 guests. “We’re getting married instead.”
What neither of them knew was that I had a surprise of my own.
For years, I had believed Nick was the safest thing in my life. From the moment we met, he made everything feel effortless. That was his gift. My family loved him too—especially my sister, Lori.
The first time she met him, we were at my mom’s house for dinner. He carried plates to the table, laughed at my uncle’s terrible jokes, and genuinely complimented Mom’s roast.
