But in the end, Briar was the one who got to wear that exact wedding dress he promised me.
Elara's POV
When I woke up, my pillow was soaked with tears. I wiped my face, stepped out of the bedroom, and saw the whole family gathered around the table, each wearing a different expression.
One glance was enough. My mother-in-law’s eyes were red, and when she saw me, she quickly looked down in guilt. Briar, on the other hand, leaned against Callum with a bright, triumphant smile.
In that moment, everything became clear. They had confessed everything to his mother.
Even so, I pretended not to notice, quietly walked over, and made myself a cup of malted milk.
“Elara, come here a moment. I need to discuss something with you,” Callum said.
My hand trembled around the cup. Even though my heart had long gone cold, the bitterness still stung.
I answered softly and sat down.
“Elara,” he began, “I’m planning to sell our marital home. The place was assigned to you by the steel factory, so the sale needs your signature.”
My fingers tightened around the cup.