My Mute Fiancé Called Out Another Woman's Name At Our Wedding

My fiancé Ethan hasn't spoken a single word in eight years.

I saved his life when we were kids. I stayed through the silence, the freeze attacks, the years he couldn't even look at me.

Then the chandelier crashes down at our wedding — and the first sound out of his mouth is another woman's name.

"Sophie, watch out—"

He carries the bridesmaid out. Moves in with her that night. Calls it "therapy."

Fine. He wants his redemption? He can keep her.

But he doesn't know who Sophie really is. He doesn't know I was the little girl who saved him twenty years ago.