Broken Vows by Tessa Montgomery

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I kept quiet about what Antonio was saying.

“I’m not here to hassle you,” he said. “It’s my folks who want to meet you.”

To Antonio, the wedding was my personal show.

He only reached out when he wanted something from me.

I was too tired to argue, ready to crash.

At home, the table was a mess of leftover chicken and ham.

My dad was chatting with Antonio’s dad.

Antonio’s mom grabbed my hand, all warm and fuzzy. “So glad to see you. I miss you so much.”

I managed a weak grin. She took a look at Stella and then leaned in. “What’s the deal with Stella and Antonio? She’s not exactly the best company. You should talk to Antonio about it.”

I just grunted, not really saying much.

When I raised my head, Antonio was already next to Stella.

He’d brought some wedding and bridesmaid dresses for us to try.

“I know you’ve got enough on your plate, so I got Stella to pick out your wedding dress. She’s got a better sense of style than you,” he said, handing me the dress.

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I slipped the simple wedding dress on, only to find a big rip right down the middle.

Stella, on the other hand, was in a white dress that trailed behind her. She looked more like the bride than I did.

probably a mix–up from the bridal shop. It’s not on Stella.”

“It’s late. We can deal

I replied, eager to be rid of the wedding dress.

“How about we take a

in, pushing me

made sure to stand

was about to click, she gave me another little shove.

end, all I got was a blurry figure, too hazy to even tell who it

to try

waved it off with a laugh, “Let’s do it some other time. It’s late,

last

was all apologies, her eyes

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tonight, trying to find you the perfect dress,” she

a look and went after

tired and bored, I just left

everything would be

place, I started packing my

stumbled

of how Antonio and Stella crossed paths during his darkest

mattered most were torn

“This was the best time of my life.”

was filled

his diary had a confession. “I can’t make myself love her. Stella’s the one I

With my white dress and long, straight hair, I resembled a grown–up Stella.

growing up together with Antonio, we’d have some kind

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