At Our Wedding, You Chose Another Bride—So I’m Leaving for Good

On my wedding day, as the bride, I traveled to the castle in an old horse-drawn carriage that was hired temporarily.

When the wedding procession came to pick me up, my fiancé, Adrian Blackwood, blocked me in front of the wedding car.

"Let Vivian ride in this car, and I'll arrange another car for you."

My hand, which was holding the car door, froze.

Adrian continued:

"She doesn't plan to be with anyone; she just wants to experience what it's like to be a bride."

"I've already agreed, and she'll accompany me to the venue today."