My Wife Was Supposed To Be Dead… Until My Daughter Walked In Holding Her Bear I’m Scott. I’m 34 years old, and I’ve been a single dad for four long years. I lost my wife, Katherine, in a terrible accident. Or at least, that’s what I believed. I mourned her. I cried. I raised our daughter, Bella, alone. But nothing—not grief, not pain, not even the funeral—could’ve prepared me for what happened last week. It was a regular Tuesday afternoon when Bella, my little sunshine, ran into the house. “Daddy,

The Bridesmaid Dress Drama: How I Outshined a Bridezilla Without Even Trying Becoming my college friend’s bridesmaid was supposed to be a fun, bonding experience. Instead, it turned into a full-blown war—and let me tell you, I won without even breaking a sweat. Gina and I weren’t best friends in college, but we were close enough to share late-night wine sessions and rant about terrible professors and even worse ex-boyfriends. So when she called me out of the blue, asking me to be her bridesmaid, I was surprised—but flattered. Maybe

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