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The Groom Who Was Mine

The Groom Who Was Mine

Gavin

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My best friend, Chloe, was getting married. I stood there, a bridesmaid, ready to celebrate her big day, even as a quiet ache for the man I'd lost years ago lingered. Then I saw him – the groom. It was Michael, the man who vanished three years ago, the love of my life, now standing at the altar, waiting for *her*. The betrayal ripped through me, but their cruelty cut deeper. Chloe had known where he was all along, hiding him while I spent three agonizing years searching, tearing myself apart. He, the man I once knew, dismissed me as 'damaged goods,' a casual cruelty that nearly pushed me to the brink of no return, leading to a desperate attempt to end my pain. How could they? How could my best friend collaborate with the man who shattered my life, mocking my suffering, concealing his year-long return to the very city where I desperately searched for him? The sheer depth of their deception left me reeling, wondering if anything I'd ever known was real. But standing there, seeing his callous indifference and her smug triumph, a cold clarity washed over me. I wasn't a victim anymore. I blocked them, left Chicago, and swore to rebuild a life they could never touch. Little realizing that the doctor who had saved me at my lowest point, David, would be the one to show me what true love and peace felt like.

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My best friend, Chloe, was getting married.

I stood there, a bridesmaid, ready to celebrate her big day, even as a quiet ache for the man I'd lost years ago lingered.

Then I saw him – the groom.

It was Michael, the man who vanished three years ago, the love of my life, now standing at the altar, waiting for *her*.

The betrayal ripped through me, but their cruelty cut deeper.

Chloe had known where he was all along, hiding him while I spent three agonizing years searching, tearing myself apart.

He, the man I once knew, dismissed me as 'damaged goods,' a casual cruelty that nearly pushed me to the brink of no return, leading to a desperate attempt to end my pain.

How could they?

How could my best friend collaborate with the man who shattered my life, mocking my suffering, concealing his year-long return to the very city where I desperately searched for him?

The sheer depth of their deception left me reeling, wondering if anything I'd ever known was real.

But standing there, seeing his callous indifference and her smug triumph, a cold clarity washed over me.

I wasn't a victim anymore.

I blocked them, left Chicago, and swore to rebuild a life they could never touch.

Little realizing that the doctor who had saved me at my lowest point, David, would be the one to show me what true love and peace felt like.

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