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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
She handed me the dusty pink backpack I had found.
“I think this belongs with you now,” she said.
“I’m choosing the truth.”
“It never really belonged to either of us.”
I carried it straight to the trash can and dropped it inside.
When I came back, Margaret glanced at my bare left hand.
“You were only two days away from becoming family.”
