After the Misery, I Found My SmileChapter 1
On the eve of my wedding to Frank Connor, I accidentally saw him shopping with his colleague Tracy Lewis at a jewelry store.
I stood not far away, watching him put the diamond ring on her finger amidst the sales clerk's teasing.
When confronted, he said, "I just helped her put on a ring, that doesn't prove anything."
Tracy then posted a picture on Twitter of the ring on her ring finger with the caption: [I love anything you give me. I hope one day, I can say 'I do' out loud.]
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[Eve, I'll pick you up after work.] Frank messaged me as I was about to leave work.
This was the first time he contacted me since our fight over the ring incident.
I knew this was his way of backing down, but I chose to ignore it.
Issues of loyalty aren't something that can be resolved with a few words.
I used to be easily appeased.
Every time we argued, he would ignore me for a few days.
Once my anger subsided, he would reason with me.
And I, always swayed by his few words, would look for problems in myself.
It happened so many times that I started doubting myself, even thinking there was something wrong with my personality.
And this time, he tried the same tactic to make up.