I’m cursed to relive my sister’s wedding day.
Worse, I’m dangerously falling for the groom.
The first time I met him, my heart tap-danced inside my chest, and a magical spark swirled between us.
I was convinced I had finally found the one.
He even asked me on a date; I was on cloud nine.
In my head, it was the start of a beautiful love story…until I learned he was on his way to a blind date with my sister. Imagine my shock!
So I stepped aside, and just like that, all my dreams came crashing down.
Fast-forward two years later…He’s getting married to my sister, but before he can say “I do,” he’s hell-bent on making sure I have no regrets whatsoever.
I’m pretty good at pretending he’s never meant anything to me.
If only that galling wedding day actually came to an end.
The problem is, I’m cursed to go through this day over and over again.
And it’s getting impossible not to fall in love with the groom.