Days Before Our Wedding, My Fiancé Went on a

1. A Perfect Beginning
At 35, I was days from marrying Jared—the man I thought was my forever. We met at a party, bonded quickly, and within a year, he proposed with a ring hidden in dessert. Wedding plans consumed eight months. Everything felt perfect—until Jared changed.

2. The Secret Trip
Just before the wedding, Jared grew distant. He claimed he was taking a low-key bachelor trip. But then I ran into his groomsman Dylan, who casually mentioned Jared’s “closure vacation.” I froze.
“Closure vacation?” I asked.
“Yup. 8:40 a.m. Tuesday, Cancún, right?”
Not the mountains. Not with friends. With Miranda—his ex.

3. My Own Closure
I didn’t cry—I made a phone call. To Liam, an old love I hadn’t spoken to in years. “I need a favor. And it’s kind of wild.” I invited him on a spontaneous trip.
On Tuesday, I spotted Jared and Miranda at the airport. “Jared!” I called. His face turned pale.
“Tessa? What are you doing here?”
I smiled. “You’re doing a closure trip, right? So are we.”
Liam added warmly, “Closure’s healthy.”

4. A New Start
We flew to Cabo. I blocked Jared’s number mid-flight. The trip with Liam turned from revenge to reconnection. We talked for hours, laughed like old times, and realized the love had never left. Weeks later, Liam moved to my city. Six months after Cabo, he proposed.
Three months after our wedding, Jared emailed: “Guess your closure worked.”

It did. More than he’ll ever know.