The Note
I was one of the lucky ones. I found my soulmate back in high school, when my next door neighbor wrote me a love note that changed my life — a love note that promised me “always.”
But apparently “always” ain’t all it’s cracked up to be, because here I am, a mere eight years later, planning my soulmate’s dream wedding — the most romantic Valentine’s Day wedding in O’Leary’s history.
The only problem? He’s not marrying *me*.
