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He Chose My Sister on Our Wedding Day—So I Walked Away

Chapter 1

Grant had forgotten.

He'd once promised me a grand wedding, one where everyone would witness our happiness.

Instead, the reception hall was quieter than a funeral.

The air seemed to freeze.

Then Delaney stepped out from behind Grant. She wasn't wearing her bridesmaid dress.

"Maren, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to."

Grant frowned at me, plainly displeased.

"Maren, it's your wedding day. Don't throw a tantrum."

Mom raised her voice too.

"Delaney has a condition. You know that."

"Just give in this once, and we'll sort it out after the wedding. Okay?"

Here we go again.

Every time Delaney turned my life upside down, the answer was the same: I had to give in.

I had been giving in for twenty-six years.

Delaney pulled out a wet wipe and wiped her hands, taking her time.

Grant looked past me, straight at her.

"Don't worry, Delaney. Today's wedding will be spotless."

"There won't be a single hair on the tables. I've already had the favors taken away, the chocolates and the almonds."

My chest clenched.

I had packed those favors myself.

I'd folded the kraft-paper boxes over three nights and driven to three different shops to pick the candy.

The night my fingers went numb, I texted Grant that I was exhausted.

He answered two hours later, in two words: [Get rest.]

Delaney blinked.

"I only mentioned it last night in passing. Grant, honey, you really shouldn't have taken it to heart."

Grant smiled, his voice softer than I'd heard it in months.

"You couldn't sleep last night because you were so nervous. If I hadn't done this, I wouldn't have been able to relax."

My eyes stung. I pulled off my wedding gown and pushed it into Grant's arms.

He caught it on instinct and ended up holding the whole thing.

"You wanted a spotless wedding, didn't you?"

I forced out a bitter smile.

"I've sat on the hotel couch this morning. I've touched the hotel door. So I'm dirty too."

"There won't be a wedding."

Delaney shrank behind Grant.

"Maren, that's not what I meant..."

"Then what did you mean?"

"I..."

Grant's brows knotted.

"Maren, don't talk to Delaney like that. She's your sister."

The relatives started in on me.

"Maren, stop being dramatic. Who runs out on her own wedding?"

"I'm not being dramatic."

The words burst out of me, and everyone in the room went still.

Delaney's tears spilled over.

"Maren, I really didn't mean to."

"It's just my germ thing, and Grant only looks out for me. If you don't like it, I'll put everything back..."

She scooped up the gown and tried to drape it over my shoulders.

"Let me help you put it on. We'll have the wedding like normal. Don't let it be because of me..."

Before her hand touched me, her legs buckled and she fell.

Grant dropped down beside her, past me, his voice tight.

"Where did you hit?"

She was sobbing so hard she could barely breathe.

"Don't worry about me. Go comfort Maren."

"I'll move out of the condo today. I'll never get in Maren's way again..."

Chapter 2

A sour ache rose in my chest.

Before the wedding, I'd wanted to move into our new condo and decorate it myself.

I'd moved my luggage in.

But Grant said he'd handle the decorating, and told me to rest.

Only now did I understand.

All those weeks, he'd been living there with Delaney.

A flicker of guilt crossed Grant's eyes.

"Delaney has a long commute, and staying at the condo saved her a lot of time."

"I was afraid you'd misunderstand, so I didn't mention it."

Mom was heartbroken that her precious daughter was on her knees on the floor because of me.

"Maren Whitlock! On your wedding day, you make your own sister get down on her knees. What more do you want?"

"You've ruined this wedding. Do you want the whole family to be humiliated?"

I laughed out of sheer disbelief.

"You all think I'm the one who ruined it?"

Grant and Mom answered in unison.

"Who else?"

The absurdity washed over me. I opened my mouth, but no sound came out.

Delaney suddenly pulled free of Grant, covered her mouth, and ran for the restroom.

Grant chased after her.

Mom shot me a vicious look, and the relatives followed.

I pushed open the ballroom doors.

The ninety-nine balloons I'd tied by hand into an arch had all been popped.

The centerpieces I'd chosen, the place cards I'd written out, the photos I'd pinned to the wall one by one, all of it lay in the trash.

The overhead lights fell on my white face.

So one offhand remark from Delaney could destroy everything I'd poured myself into.

I pulled out my phone, tore the monogram sign off the middle of the stage with my own hands, and sent a photo to the family group chat.

[The wedding is canceled.]

Grant was too busy comforting Delaney to reply.

Mom was furious.

[Maren Whitlock! If you walk out that door today, don't you ever come back!]

[Fine.]

Chapter 1

Our senior trip was to Universal Studios Hollywood, and my boyfriend was off speaking French with the class It Girl again.

They’d both taken AP French together junior year, so nobody in our group understood a word. I stepped closer to Owen Shaw and caught “she’s too clingy” just as I opened my mouth to ask what they were talking about.

Owen frowned and cut me off without even looking away from Luna Price. “Don’t interrupt. We’re discussing applications. Whatever you need can wait.”

For three days, they’d had an endless supply of “important things” to talk about. Important things that never once got shared in English.

Then Luna laughed and asked him in French, “So when are you planning to dump her?”

Owen kept his voice low. “After the acceptance letters come in.”

They had no idea my grandfather was French.

***

The fireworks burst behind the castle and Owen shook my hand off. My palm went cold and empty, the wind slicing through my fingers so fast I shivered.

Luna stood on his left, adjusting the new headband she’d bought, smiling as she asked if he wanted to hit the last ride.

Owen bent over her phone to look at the map. “We can still make it if we go now. Don’t stress.”

Three minutes earlier, I’d asked him the exact same question. He’d told me the crowds were insane, he was wiped, and to drop it.

Somebody behind us started running their mouth. “Dude, whose girlfriend are you with right now?”

Owen glanced up, his grin thinning a little. “Relax. It’s Luna’s first time here. I’m just showing her the route.”

Luna waved her hands immediately. “Don’t say that. Sienna’s going to get upset.”

The words were thoughtful, but her eyes curved toward me like a dare.

I hitched my slipping bag strap higher on my shoulder. Inside were three water bottles, two rain ponchos, a tin of his favorite mints, and the hoodie he’d peeled off in the heat and shoved at me that afternoon.

Before the trip, Owen had told me Universal was crowded and I needed to stay close to him. For three days, I’d been the one left trailing behind.

That morning in line, Luna’s shoelace came undone and Owen crouched down to block the crowd for her.

At lunch, she announced she couldn’t stand cilantro, so he picked every speck of it out of her bowl. When it rained that afternoon and she sneezed, he handed her my poncho.

The poncho he’d bought me the night before, saying he didn’t want me getting soaked. He’d stood outside the hotel with his hair half wet, grinning as he shoved the bag into my arms. “Sienna, don’t you dare cry.”

I almost did.

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365 Days of Rain, 365 Days of Her, Zero Days of Me

Chapter 1

Every morning, same routine. I'd ask my boyfriend Julian Fletcher for a ride to work.

Every morning, his excuse was the same — people would gossip.

Then this morning happened. I was standing at a crosswalk in the downpour when a car hit a puddle and soaked me from head to toe.

The driver was Julian. And the girl in his passenger seat was Chloe Bennett — the intern on my team.

Seacrest had a brutal rainy season that lasted half the year. Months of endless gray. Julian never once pulled over for me.

But for Chloe? Every single morning for the past year, rain or shine. He never missed one.

A woman next to me handed me a tissue. "That's Seacrest for you. You get used to it."

I smiled. "I won't have to."

My transfer had been approved last week. By next Monday, I'd be in a city where the sun actually showed up year-round. No more standing in the rain, wondering how I was supposed to get anywhere.

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