I Told My Fiancé About My ‘Marriage 8 p.m. Rule’ and He Canceled the Wedding — Is It Really That Weird?
Winter had always felt like the perfect time for a wedding, and when Matt agreed to marry me in February—just after Valentine’s Day—I was over the moon. It felt so poetic, like something right out of a romance novel. I had everything planned out already, from the dress to the seating chart, and I could already picture our future together in my mind. It seemed so easy. It was just supposed to be me and Matt, side by side, happily ever after. We were on the same page about everything.