My Brother’s Wedding Invitation Was a Rejection. So I Booked a One-Way Ticket and Chose Myself.

over me in relentless waves, my chest tight and breathing shallow. This was the moment I’d been dreading and trying to outrun since that cream-colored envelope had arrived in my mailbox back in Boston.

“Couldn’t sleep either?”

Tyler appeared in the doorway, camera bag slung over his shoulder. “I was heading out to catch sunrise at Doi Suthep Temple. continue reading …