I Was Almost a Wife

When my pilot boyfriend canceled our wedding for the 18th time, I finally snapped.

The first time, his trainee got her period, and he bailed on me just to take care of her.

The second time, she messed up a task, and all he said was, "Jan's upset", before walking out and leaving me to face our wedding guests alone like some kind of joke.

We've been together for three years, and every single time she had an issue, he dropped our wedding plans to rush to her side.

Finally, it hits me—maybe I never really mattered to him.

So I make up my mind to see the world on my own and book a flight to Pavrielle. At least this way, no one will get the chance to leave me behind again.

During our third year together, I caught Logan Mercer cheating.

The moment I heard that sugary, flirty voice on the other end of the line, I knew our wedding was off again.

Logan gave me the same apologetic look, and we slipped right into the scene we'd both rehearsed far too many times.

Looking helpless but determined, he said exactly what I knew was coming. "Sorry, Ellie. Jan hurt her wrist. I need to check on her."

I glanced down at the clueless guests waiting before the altar and forced a tight, bitter smile.

"The wedding's about to start. Must you really go see her now?" I asked.

I barely got the words out before Logan's brow furrowed in annoyance.

"A wrist injury could end a pilot's career. I'm Jan's only instructor. Her safety's on me. And honestly? The wedding can wait. Do we really have to turn this into a fight?"

I looked at Logan's icy expression and felt a tremor ripple through my chest. He was never one to talk much. But when it came to Janice Doyle, the words came easily.

At first, I figured he was just doing his job. He was her instructor, after all. It made sense for him to be a little more attentive.

But eventually, I saw it for what it was—favoritism.

I fought to hold back the tears stinging my eyes. My voice barely rose above a whisper, thick with desperation. "But this is the 18th time, Logan. I can't keep waiting. Please, just get through the wedding before you leave."

The guests had started whispering, all of them wondering why I looked so devastated on what was supposed to be the happiest day of my life.

Over the murmurs, Logan's voice turned sharp. "It's just a wedding. We've pushed it back before. One more delay won't kill anyone. But if we don't deal with Jan's hand now, her career as a pilot will be over. Are you ready to cover that kind of fallout?"

Like a sulking kid, he yanked the groom's boutonniere off and tossed it to the floor. Then, he walked out without even a backward glance, leaving the officiant frozen in stunned silence.

That