Days Before My Wedding, I Dressed as a Homeless Person to Test My Fiancé

I Cancelled the Wedding and Ran Home

I stood up slowly, like my body was trying not to trigger him again.

I didn’t scream.

I didn’t argue.

I just walked away.

Walter didn’t follow me.

He didn’t apologize.

He didn’t ask if I was okay.

He just stood there—furious that his “perfect image” had been interrupted.

That night, I didn’t go back to my apartment.

I drove straight to my parents’ house with my hands shaking on the steering wheel.

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