Backup Bride — Episode 1

On our wedding day, my fiancé, Ethan, told me to get out of the wedding car. Let Lena ride in this one. I'll call you an Uber. I froze, convicted I had misheard him. Lena doesn't believe in marriage. She'll never have a wedding of her own.

But she's always wondered what it feels like to be a bride. I already promised her. She'll be the one walking down the aisle today. I looked up. His best friend, Lena, had already rolled down the window. She in a wedding gown far more extravagant than mine, and smiled at me torunfantly.

Clara, a wedding is just for show. You're the one I'll make it official with. Once Lina gets her moment, I'll walk down the aisle with you again. I closed my eyes and let out a bitter laugh. It had been like this ever since we started planning the wedding.

Because Lina claimed she didn't believe in marriage, she got to try on my wedding gown She picked out my wedding weyu. Now she even got to take my place walking down the aisle. The traffic light turned red.

The wedding convoy sped through the intersection, leaving my Uber far behind. mind. The driver gripped the steering wheel and glanced at me through the rearview Ma'am? South Bay Grand Hotel, right? I looked at the wedding cars that had already from sight, then at my simple gown. Suddenly, I let out a bitter laugh. No, turn around. The

wedding and the man. I didn't want either of them anymore if someone else had already had them first.