Five Minutes Before “I Do”

Summary

Five minutes before the ceremony, I called off the wedding.

In my last life, right in the middle of our vows, Sandra Crowe suddenly demanded another 300 thousand dollars as a "marriage guarantee."

She pulled out her phone in front of everyone, chin tipped up, a payment screen glowing.

"Three hundred thousand! Not a dollar less, or I'm not putting on that ring."

Ten years together, and we were right at the finish line.

I forced myself to go through with it and transferred the money. It was what Dad had scraped together over two years for his kidney transplant.