She was definitely a piece of work. She reminded me of Grant and that was not a good thing. “So, Jillian, what made you decide to leave your fiancé standing at the altar?” she asked. “Don’t you think that’s a little personal?” Drew interjected. “No. She told you that she did it, so I was just wondering why.” Sitting there, I was feeling uncomfortable about her question, but I wasn’t going to let her get to me. If she wanted to know, then I would tell her. “I wasn’t in love with him.” “Fair enough. But didn’t you know that before the wedding?” I wasn’t about to get into my whole life story with this bitch I didn’t even know. “I had my doubts, but when I found out that he slept with two strippers at his bachelor party, that sealed the deal,” I lied. “Oh you poor thing.
