Not a Fiancée, a Resource

text exchange between my fiancé, Liam, and a nurse flashing on the screen. It scr

smissed my terror. "Chloe, you\'re overreacting," Liam\'s smooth voice oozed, "Ethan\'

nstant fatigue I' d blamed on stress – it wasn' t from wedding planning. It was them.

lood for the pre-wedding \'health buffer.\' We can\'t have Ethan looking anything less than perfect on his big day." A health buf

iam just told me I\'m feeling faint again... One more small donation before the

ke to sterile white walls, a nurse informing me I was severely anemic. "You can\'t donate blood again for a very long time, if ever." It was a death sentence for