He Gave My Wedding to Another Woman

On my wedding day, I—the bride—rode to my own ceremony in a cab.

When the motorcade arrived to fetch the bride, my fiancé stopped me in front of the bridal car.

“Isabel Sullivan's riding in this one. I'll call you a separate cab.”

I froze on the spot.

Anthony James went on:

“Isabel's anti-marriage. She wants to experience what getting married feels like.”

“I already agreed. She'll be the one walking in during the entrance ceremony.”

I turned my head, and there was Isabel, his girl buddy, already changed into a wedding gown and settled into the lead bridal car.