My Best Friend Never Grew Past Age Eight, and No One Believed He’d Find Love — But I Did

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My wedding to Evan was set for early June.

Three weeks before the ceremony, I was hit by a car.

I’d been crossing at a marked intersection when a driver ran a red light.

I remember the horn, the impact, and the sky spinning above me.

Then I woke in a hospital with a shattered pelvis, a fractured continue reading …