In a million years, he could never have imagined himself dreading his best friend’s wedding
Shani Leiman with Zivia Reischer
“You’re a very special person,” Kayla said. She was speaking quickly, like she didn’t want to give Yitz the chance to interrupt. “But I spoke to my parents and my rav about this, and they agree that we’re not right for each other.
“It’s nothing personal,” she added, although of course it was. Is there anything more personal than a broken engagement?
I’d known Kayla was having a hard time, but I didn’t see this coming. Yitz was devastated. Fifteen minutes ago he had been a happy chassan, and now he felt like he’d lost his entire future.
Then his phone rang and he registered another cruel twist of fate: it was Dovi, his best friend. Dovi was also a chassan. Or more accurately — Dovi was still a chassan. They’d been flying high, best friends, chavrusas, both chassanim. Well, that was over.
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