Locked Out of My Own Home, I Called Off the Wedding

Summary

A few weeks before the wedding, my brother Adam, my childhood friend Liam Foster, and my best friend Celia Brooks moved into the house I shared with my fiancé, Julian Reed.

From that day on, the smart lock seemed to forget who I was.

The lock wouldn't recognize my fingerprint, and my code never worked.

I kept getting locked out. Every time, Julian said, "There's nothing wrong with the lock. You're doing it wrong."

My brother thought I was making a fuss over nothing.

"Stop blaming everything on the lock. Everyone else can get in. Why can't you?"

Liam tried to calm me down too.