The Final Wish

My grandfather was dying in hospice, and his final wish was to see me marry my fiancée.

Yet on the day of our wedding, she ditched me for another man. I stood at the altar alone, turned into a laughingstock in front of hundreds of guests.

Grandpa took the news so hard that he passed away that very night, consumed by grief and fury.

On the day of Grandpa's funeral, my missing fiancée finally called.

Her voice was cold and casual. "Bring a box of condoms to the hotel downtown."

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