His Betrayal, Her Freedom

woman with a clipboard pressed

her eyes wide with panic. The guests were starting to murmur amon

me to put the dress back on, pin up the tear, and pretend this never happ

ion solidifie

my voice steady. I turned to wa

, Chloe?" he hissed, his voice a low, furious growl. "You're not ba

rony was so thick I

ck up at his angry face. I didn't pull away.

bye,

s from my arm and walked awa

ance to the suite, I overheard Brittany's voice, no

just awful. I've r

idden from

f the tenderness he hadn't shown me all day. "She's just being dram

hat made the last bit of

t. I know you hate that place. We'll go get tacos at that

ght dinner, just the two of us. He was canceling our celebration and replacing it with her favorite f

ngry. I just felt... empty. He had never truly seen me. All those times I had thought he was being car

hing: I had alread

he would physically rip my wedding dress. But I knew,

third attempt

orning of the ceremony. A panic attack, she claimed. Liam rushed to her sid

rehearsal dinner the night before. I never found out what it was about, but Liam showed up to m

e different next time. He promised he would set boundaries with Brittan

hat I ignored the glaring red flags. I' d invested so much time, so much love, so

t, cheapest venue. And in the bridal suite, hanging next to my ruined wedding gown, was a simple sundress and a suitcase. I had a plane ticket booked for a flight that eve

really belie

my phone on the dressing table. I picked it up.

ened

e. He had his arm around her, and she was leaning her head on his shoulde

s no pain, no jealousy, no anger. There was nothing

echoing emptiness. It wasn't painful. It was just... gone. The love I had fel

finall