Agreed to a Fake Marriage Instead

I had agreed to meet my boyfriend Marcus at City Hall to register our marriage, but he never showed up.

I called him---no answer.

I texted him---no response.

Finally, I had no choice but to call his childhood sweetheart Lily. Marcus finally picked up.

"Emma, can you stop being so annoying? Lily twisted her ankle, and I need to take care of her today. We'll reschedule getting our marriage certificate."

I bit my lip lightly. "Including this time, you've already rescheduled seven times."

"So what? Lily needs me to massage her foot. I'm hanging up!"