My name is Tessa. Just three weeks before my wedding, I found out my fiancé, Jared, was secretly planning a “closure vacation” with his ex-girlfriend Miranda. I thought he was going on a simple bachelor trip with friends, but instead, he was flying off with the woman he’d dated for three years before me.Shocked and heartbroken, I kept calm and reached out to Liam my college ex, someone I still cared about and who had stayed in touch over the years.Together, we hatched a plan to confront Jared and take back control. On the day Jared and Miranda were supposed to leave, Liam and I showed up at the airport as if we were heading off on a trip together. Jared was speechless when he saw us, clearly rattled by our unexpected appearance.What began as a prank quickly turned real. Liam and I spent a week in Cabo reconnecting, sharing stories, and rediscovering why we had fallen for each other in the first place. The more time we spent together, the more I realized this was the future I truly wanted.Six months later, Liam moved to my city and proposed. We married in a small, intimate ceremony surrounded by close family and friends — the wedding I was always meant to have. As for Jared, he sent me a single line email months later: “Guess your closure worked.” And it did in more ways than one.Family vacation packages
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"Double Date, Double Trouble"
Two couples—Mike and Jenny, and Carlos and Sofia—decide to go on a double date to a fancy new restaurant downtown.
Mike is the planner, Jenny is the chatterbox, Carlos is super chill, and Sofia… well, Sofia’s brutally honest.
They sit down, order some food, and everything is going smoothly—until the waiter arrives with the wine list.
Mike, trying to impress everyone, says, “We’ll have your finest red. Money’s no object.”
The waiter raises an eyebrow. “Would you like to see the prices?”
Mike waves him off. “No need. We’re celebrating love!”
Jenny leans over and whispers, “Mike’s paycheck came in today. We’re rich until Monday.”
Sofia rolls her eyes. “Carlos gets his paycheck, and suddenly he remembers we need new curtains, toilet paper, and to sponsor a llama in Peru.”
Everyone laughs—until the wine comes.
The waiter returns, gently places the bottle down, and says, “That’ll be $295.”
Mike chokes on a breadstick. Jenny does the math and whispers, “That’s half our rent.”
Carlos looks at the bottle and says, “Does it come with stock options?”
Sofia adds, “It better come with a vineyard.”
But the show must go on.
Dinner arrives, and Jenny immediately starts taking photos. First the food, then herself, then the couples, then just the fork.
Carlos says, “Are we going to eat the steak or just document its life story?”
Then, the couples start playing a game: “Who Knows Their Partner Best?”
First question: “What’s your partner’s biggest fear?”
Mike yells, “Commitment!”
Jenny looks at him, stunned. “Excuse me?!”
Carlos jumps in, “Same.”
Sofia nods. “He screamed when I asked where this relationship was going.”
Second question: “What’s your partner’s pet peeve?”
Sofia says, “When Carlos leaves socks everywhere.”
Carlos says, “That’s not true!”
Mike adds, “At least she doesn’t collect your toenails in a jar.”
Jenny jumps up. “THAT WAS FOR ART!”
Final question: “If your partner was a drink, what would they be?”
Carlos says, “Sofia’s a margarita. Strong, salty, and after three, you question your life choices.”
Sofia grins. “Carlos is a warm beer. Flat, and only tolerable if nothing else is around.”
Mike says, “Jenny’s like champagne—sparkly and expensive.”
Jenny melts.
Jenny replies, “Mike’s like a cheap boxed wine—questionable but reliable.”
They all laugh so hard, the waiter asks if they need dessert or just therapy.
Moral of the story:
Never play relationship games on a double date…
Unless you want to discover who’s going home together—and who’s taking an Uber alone.
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