I Married My Taxi Driver Just to Annoy My Ex – The Next Day, He Showed Me a Photo That Changed Everything

“Need a ride or just looking to escape something?” he asked with a lazy grin.

I chuckled. “Bit of both.”

His name, at least according to his license, was Adam.

The small talk was easy at first. His voice was smooth, low, kind of like a jazz radio host. When he asked what I did for a living, I don’t know what came over me. I just unloaded everything!

From Jonathan’s betrayal to Lisa’s lies to the fact that I had a wedding dress hanging in my closet with nowhere to go.

At a red light, Adam glanced at me in the rearview mirror. “So what’re you gonna do with the dress?”

I laughed bitterly. We were somewhere between the second and third red light. “You know what would drive him crazy? If I got married tomorrow to someone completely unexpected.”

He raised an eyebrow at me in the rearview mirror, half-smiling. “You serious?”

I leaned forward, meeting his eyes in the mirror. “Why not? What’s stopping me from making one insane decision just for me?”