Too Late for I Do — Episode 1

Lorenzo Castellano, do you take Bianca Marchetti as your wife? My bridesmaid, Sofia, suddenly cried out, Lorenzo! I lost my contact lens! Lorenzo instinctively let go of me.

He stepped off the altar, straight to Sofia, and steadied her. It's okay. Where did it fall? Sofia clutched his sleeve, eyes red. I think it fell around here.

Lorenzo crouched to search. He even called out to everyone. Can everyone help us look? The guests exchanged glances. The officiant froze. staring at his back. I asked quietly, Lorenzo, do you? He didn't look up or answer. The officiant

cleared his throat awkwardly. Miss Marchezzi, do you take Mr. Castiello to be your... I scoffed. Watching his back, I answered in my head, I don't want to marry him any longer. I pulled out phone and texted a number I hadn't used in years. Didn't you say you'd steal me from my wedding if If I said yes, come to pick me. I'll leave with you.

After Lorenzo went to Sophia, the noisy hall fell dead silent. My mother stood up first, her voice tight. Lorenzo, finish your vows. Find it later. Get back up there. Don't disgrace your bride.

Exactly! What groom walks off mid-vow? Lorenzo finally glanced at me. I thought he'd at least look sorry.