From Broken Promises to True Commitment

It was Valentine's Day, the day of my wedding to Rita Lewis.

I was the only one on stage when the host announced our entrance.

Just because of a phone call, Rita left without explanation in her wedding dress.

Everyone at the site was in an uproar when they heard the news.

My mother, Karen, was so angry that she had a heart attack on the spot. By the time she was rushed to the hospital, she had passed away.

At night, as I cried until I was numb, I saw an update on Instagram from Rita's bromeo, Bryce Hastings.