For a second after waking up I smile, stretching out on the hotel bed. This is my wedding day. Then reality crashes in and I start to cry.
I remember that my beautiful dress is still hanging untouched in the boutique, and my groom is nowhere to be found. Despite the thousands spent, there will be no rings exchanged, no heartfelt vows.
Because I had called off my picture-perfect wedding to my partner of six years with just two weeks to go.
In that moment, it felt devastating. But now, almost a year on, I wish more women preparing to walk down the
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