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Two Days Before Our Wedding, I Reached Behind My Fiancé’s Childhood Couch—What I Found Instead Made Me Call the Police and Cancel Everything

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“Is Margaret with him?”
“No, she isn’t.”
“Then please contact the police right away. We will do the same from here.”
I gathered the note and medicine, locked myself in the bathroom again, and called 911.

Nathan stood right outside the door.
“We’ll do the same.”
“Open this door, Alison.”
“I’ll be out in just a minute.”
“Who are you really talking to?”

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