Husband Material

She left me the week before our wedding.

Said I wasn't 'husband material.'

Actually, I'd have to agree with my ex on that matter... because I'm probably better off alone.

But everything changed the day I met a mysterious beauty sketching on the beach.

Giselle…

We had one magical night together... and then she was gone.

My French beach fairy danced away with the dawn.

I searched until I found her again.

And now I can't let her go... because maybe I am husband material after all.