The Wrong Mr. Right — Episode 1

I stand at the entrance of the wedding hall, wearing a pure white gown, my fingers scratching the bouquet Felix, the wedding's about to start! You can't just leave! I reach for his arm, my fingers trembling. Move! Joanna's hurt! I have to be there for her!

He shoves my hand away, and pushes open the church doors without looking back. I stumble and fall onto the cold floor, watching helplessly as his figure Five years. Five full years. Whenever Joanna needs him, he abandons me just like My phone suddenly rings. I answer with trembling hands.

Lindsay, today's your big day, isn't it? Did you like the little gift I sent you? I grip the phone so hard my nails dig into my palm. I look down at this carefully chosen wedding gown, lace, curls, the train. Every detail cost me countless effort.

But now, it all feels like a joke. I'm an orphan. My biggest dream since childhood has been to have a home of my own. But Felix can never give me that.

I take a deep breath and wipe the tears from my eyes. Joanna, you're going to be disappointed. The wedding is still happening. Without Felix as the groom, how can you have a wedding?