I was about to turn back when suddenly, Cindy's phone rang, and her expression changed. "Cindy, do you remember me? Is today your wedding day? Sorry I can't make it... (cough, cough) ... I'm not doing well. I really want to see you... one last time..."
"Martin, is that really you? Where are you? I'm coming to you right now."
Before I could process what was happening, Cindy hastily put on her high heels and rushed out the door, not even sparing me a glance.
It seemed she was off to meet her first love...
One simple call from her white moonlight was all it took to unravel everything. I finally understood that those who are loved always have the upper hand.
Watching her leave, I felt my world crumble. It wasn't until Grace gently wiped my tears and pressed her lips against my cheek that I snapped out of my daze and helped her into the wedding car.
I turned to Grace and said, "I'm sorry, but thank you for agreeing. I've heard about your father's situation, and I'll help you with that. But it's unfair for you to marry me under these circumstances."
2
With no bride in sight, the wedding banquet descended into chaos. Alone, I walked up to the stage, while the guests murmured among themselves.
"Where's the bride? Why is it just the groom?"
"This is so strange. What's going on?"
...
I grabbed the microphone from the host and spoke in a low voice. "On this joyous day, I'm afraid I have to apologize. My fiancée just decided she doesn't want to marry me, so the engagement is off. But please, enjoy the feast. Eat well, drink well."
Then I walked off the stage, my body trembling. After three months of preparation, the bride was nowhere to be found. It was all just a big joke.
My face was pale, and I could feel the guests' pitying stares.
I tried calling Grace, but all I got was a mechanical voice: "The number you dialed is currently unavailable. Please try again later."
The empty beeping was all I heard.
I opened my phone and was shocked to see Cindy's latest post on her social media.
The photo showed two hands tightly intertwined, fingers locked together. The man, wearing a hospital gown, bore an uncanny resemblance to me. Cindy, in our custom-made wedding outfit, was blushing as she leaned against him, covering her face shyly.
The caption read, "Martin, hello. I've finally shown you my most beautiful self."
They looked like a loving couple, deeply in love.