The Brother Who Took My Place

Summary

My fiancé was incredibly busy; almost everything fell to his brother. From delivering contracts to proposing, from choosing our dream home to picking out a wedding dress, there was no sign of him, even three days before our engagement. His brother told me, “Ms. Harrington, my brother acts this way because he has a woman he loves but can’t have. The walls of his room are covered with her pictures, please don’t mind.” I minded very much. So, at the last minute, I swapped fiancés with his brother. He didn’t object, even happily saying he’d attend the engagement party. But on the day of the engagement, my fiancé was nowhere to be found. When I finally found him backstage, he was locked in a fierce brawl with a man who bore a striking resemblance to him.

“You knew I’d been in love with her for years, why didn’t you tell me she was the one I was supposed to marry?”

“Why should I tell you? I have just as many photos of her in my room as you do. Brother, you taught me: if you want something, you go after it yourself.”