ELENA

The day was going better than I had anticipated, and I hoped nothing would change that. I hadn’t spoken to Rogerio in a while, and quite frankly, my mental health had improved.

I was still annoyed about being stood up at the church, that was a grudge I intended to carry for the rest of my life. If he wanted me to feel what it was like to be made a fool in front of everyone, he had succeeded.

But now, it was time to stop playing games and actually set another date for the wedding.

He seemed reluctant to do that, and it made me angrier by the...