— He’s getting married, Maika!
My heart skipped a beat. A nasty cold in her stomach.
She asked in a lifeless voice, already knowing the answer:
— I didn’t get it. Who?
Her friend was chattering nonstop, hopping from one detail to another.
— Your fiancé! Right now—he’s marrying Tanya Vasilyeva!
— It can’t be! We have our registration in an hour with Ilya…
If your fiancé goes to someone else, then it’s unclear who got lucky!