My Fiancé Bought My Wedding Dress For Her

I spent three months designing my dream wedding dress. Then I watched another woman try it on—paid for by my fiancé. She called herself Mrs. Vance. Funny. That was supposed to be me. He gave her my mother's heirloom. He gave her the baby he made me abort. Ten years of love, and I was nothing but a placeholder. Now I'm done being his backup plan.