What a joke, indeed. It sure didn't seem like a joke just a moment ago.
I was about to turn back when suddenly, Cindy's phone rang, and her expression changed. "Cindy, do you remember me? Is today your wedding day? Sorry I can't make it... (cough, cough) ... I'm not doing well. I really want to see you... one last time..."
"Martin, is that really you? Where are you? I'm coming to you right now."
Before I could process what was happening, Cindy hastily put on her high heels and rushed out the door, not even sparing me a glance.
It seemed she was off to meet her first love...
One simple call from her white moonlight was all it took to unravel everything. I finally understood that those who are loved always have the upper hand.
Watching her leave, I felt my world crumble. It wasn't until Grace gently wiped my tears and pressed her lips against my cheek that I snapped out of my daze and helped her into the wedding car.
I turned to Grace and said, "I'm sorry, but thank you for agreeing. I've heard about your father's situation, and I'll help you with that. But it's unfair for you to marry me under these circumstances."
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