I was just about married. Came this close. At that time, I was 18, and my fiancee, a girl I went to high school with named Fiona, was talking about how we were going to move to Missoula and I could work in her grandfather's feed store.
Then one day I came home to find her packing her things with the help of one of my friends, Patrick. I asked what was going on there, and she said she had been in love with him for a long time and they were running away together to Idaho.
I was so completely stunned I wasn't even mad or nothing. Never saw it coming. I told her if she wanted it that way, she was free to go. And she went.