He Told My Best Friend, “I Wish I’d Met You First.” I Walked Away. A Year Later, He Finally Understood.

I always thought he was kind of a dick, honestly. Even before the wedding. I just didn’t know how to tell you.”

Emily elbowed him gently. “What he means is, we’re glad you’re doing well. And we’re sorry if our wedding caused—”

“It didn’t cause anything,” I interrupted gently. “It just made something obvious that I’d been avoiding for a long time. So continue reading …