The next morning, I searched for acting agencies.
Eventually, I found one that handled unusual event requests.
I chose the most affordable man available on my wedding date.
His name was Peter.
His photo showed kind eyes and an easy smile.
I sent him the most uncomfortable email of my life, explaining everything. The diagnosis. The abandoned wedding. The fact that I wasn’t looking for romance or deception.
I just wanted someone willing to stand at the end of the aisle so my family wouldn’t have to watch me lose one more thing.
The next morning, his reply arrived.
“I’ll do it under one condition.”
My heart nearly stopped.
I opened the message.
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