Swapping Grooms at the Altar

Summary

Everyone used to envy me for having a man who handled everything. Dean was the kind of boyfriend who took care of every detail without a word, arranging my life so thoroughly that I never had to lift a finger.

For our college graduation trip, I didn’t even know our destination was Tokyo until I was buckling my seatbelt on the plane.

Beside us, my best friend, Gigi, gave a playful little wink.

"Dean spoils you so much," she teased. "I made one tiny joke about being a third wheel, and he bought me a ticket, too."