I ignored the first three calls.

Ben's name lit the screen, then vanished, then appeared again. Each time I turned the phone face down and kept working.

I know Ben. He wouldn't suggest his brother marry me and still pursue me. We kissed. We held each other. We...we...are more than that!

The doubt Sam had planted the night before sat in my chest like something swallowed and not yet digested. *Failed prank. Payback. Who do you think told me to marry you?* I could not answer any of it, so I answered none of the calls.

This gutted feeling, Like Ben had physically stepped on my heart. My chest tightened,...