The Wedding Dress I Returned Alone

On the day I tried on my wedding gown, Paul Matthews took a call from his girl "buddy" and left.

Everyone told me to be the bigger person.

Instead, I changed out of the gown, had it packaged, and sent it back to the maker.

I went back to the apartment to pack my bags, and Paul called.

"Nadia Simmons, why do you always have to be so petty?"

I listened to him lay the blame on me, righteous as anything.

There wasn't a single ripple in me. If anything, I almost wanted to laugh.

"Paul, let's break up."

"The wedding's off. I've already returned the gown."