Seventeen Runaway Weddings Later,I Found My Real Bride

Today was our eighteenth wedding ceremony this month.

My fiancée had ditched me at the altar seventeen times before.

Every single time we reached the ring exchange, her first love would show up right on cue.

He would gaze at her with longing eyes, and she could never bear to turn him down.

Then, looking guilty, she would say to me, "Ethan, I'm so sorry. I'm just not ready yet."

And right after that, they would hold hands and walk out together, leaving me behind to face the whispers and ridicule of the crowd.

At today's wedding, her first love showed up again, right on schedule.