He Said He’d Marry Her, So I Married Someone Else Chapter 18

He Said He’d Marry Her, So I Married Someone Else Chapter 18

Daniel’s and my wedding was set for two weeks later.

The timeline was tight.

Fortunately, the Harrington family was taking Daniel’s marriage very seriously, and many of the preparations had been underway for years.

So, while it was hectic, everything went smoothly.

Aunt Laura told me that when Daniel was young, he had fallen into the water at summer camp and nearly drowned.

After he recovered, the Harringtons had consulted a bishop.

The bishop said he had to marry in October of his twenty-eighth year to ensure a long and peaceful life.

The Harrington elders were firm believers in such things.

When Aunt Laura first mentioned the marriage to me, the Harringtons had also had my birth chart read.

They said Daniel and I were a perfect match, a union blessed by God.

So after I agreed to the engagement, the entire Harrington family was overjoyed.

I received a flood of precious gifts.

The most meaningful was a pair of diamond earrings that had belonged to Daniel’s birth mother.

When Daniel gave them to me, I was moved, but also filled with a sad, guilty feeling.

The one gift I should have given him in return was the brooch my mother had given my father.

But it was still with Ethan.

Daniel must have noticed my mood, because he led me out to the backyard overlooking Lake Michigan.

“Ava, are you unhappy?” he asked, his voice full of concern.

The diamond earrings glittered at my ears.

Even though I didn’t know much about jewelry, I knew they were priceless.

Ever since I was little, I’ve never been able to stand it when people are too good to me.

If someone shows me an ounce of kindness, I feel compelled to return it a hundredfold.

I ran through a mental list of all the gifts I could give Daniel.

But nothing felt good enough.

I was already feeling guilty and upset.

Then, looking into Daniel’s gentle eyes, I just…broke.

When I decided to let Ethan go, I didn’t cry.

When I left Los Angeles, the only home I’d ever known, I didn’t cry.

When Ethan refused to return the brooch, I didn’t cry.

But at that moment, the tears just came.