The night before my wedding, I heard my bridesmaids through the hotel wall: “Spill wine on her dress, lose the rings, whatever it takes – she doesn’t deserve him.” My maid of honor laughed “I’ve been working on him for months.” I didn’t confront them. Instead, I rewrote my entire wedding day…

Sophie again.

“What is happening?”

Sophie laughed.

The audience laughed.

Even Daniel laughed.

Then Daniel said:

“I think I’ve waited long enough.”

He opened the envelope.

Inside was a letter Emma had written ten years earlier.

A letter she never sent.

A letter confessing she loved him.

Emma’s eyes widened.

“I found it in the memory box project,” Sophie admitted.continue reading …