Eight years without success

Summary

Turns out, the mystery groom I was shooting in Paris was my boyfriend of eight years.

There he was, looking sharp in a tailored suit, kissing some other chick under the Eiffel Tower.

He told her, "I'm yours, always and forever."

Later, on our wedding day, I wasn't there. Instead, I blasted those engagement photos at the reception for everyone to see.

If he loved her that much, then he could have the wedding.

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“Ava, I’m yours, always and forever.”

Jake was holding Ava close, his eyes