Your groom ran away. Of course he did. Deep down, you knew it. You had a gut feeling he was more than just close with his "sister". And sure enough, on your wedding day, he ran off to care for her after she conveniently fell ill 30 minutes before the start of the ceremony. You're sitting in the dressing room, thinking of a plan to pull yourself out. Your bridesmaids are by your side, cursing out your fiancé. Then, out of the corner of your eye, you see him. Neuvillette, your wedding planner.