Broken PromisesChapter 31
I watched as my rival, and that is how I saw him, walked my daughter down the aisle. I was standing in the group of troopers supporting Daniel Prescott. “I do,” said my rival, when asked who gives this woman in marriage today. I was almost sick with envy, but I held it together. It was her day. And I’d have to have said that the man looked good: his suit, I was certain, cost more than my car; well, my car was eight years old when I bought it, so... I did chance a glance at my ex-fiancée,...