I couldn’t respond. My body went numb, and my heart felt like it had dropped into a void. I just stood there, watching as my wedding dress—the one I’d poured my heart into—began to fall apart in my hands. The delicate fabric unraveled, just like everything else in my life.
I wiped my eyes quietly, trying to hold my emotions together, but the weight of everything I'd lost hit me like a freight train. All that effort, all that hope…was ruined in an instant.
If a single wedding dress could teach me everything I needed to know about someone's character, then maybe I should consider myself lucky.
After all, I was finally seeing Simon for who he really was—no delusions left.
Tonight was the family dinner where I’d officially meet Daniel.
First impressions were everything, and I knew I had to look my best. I didn’t want to give anyone the chance to question me, especially not after everything that had gone down with Simon and Audrey.
I took a quick moment to freshen up and gave myself a little pep talk. When I felt ready, I headed down to the underground parking garage. And that's when I noticed it—Simon's Maserati, gently rocking back and forth in the distance.