Iknew how much my fiancé loved me until he didn't show up at the altar on our wedding day. A day later, I saw him signing papers in my father's office without me knowing what it was about. Brian and I visited our favorite fine-dining restaurant on the night of our sixth anniversary as a couple. He seemed very nervous, and I kept wondering why. "What's wrong, Brian? Are you alright?" I asked him as he shifted in his seat a couple of times while looking behind me. He nodded and tried his best to smile. "Yeah, of course, I'm okay," he assured me. "It's our anniversary and I couldn't be happier." I smiled at his answer and proceeded to look at the menu. I had memorized the menu from all the times we'd been at the restaurant, but I still looked look over it for old time's sake. By the time I

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