My Fiancé Forgot to Hang Up and I Heard the Truth About the Wedding So I Left That Night

decisions about what happened inside it were mine.

On the first night, we ate pizza on paper plates on the floor because the dining table had not arrived yet. Sophie asked if we were a real family now.

“We were always a real family,” I said.

She looked around at the bare walls and the boxes and the pizza. “Even without Owen?”

“Especially without Owen,” continue reading …