I threw the phone against the wall and screamed loudly, "Bullshit!"
Amara’s POV
I got up from bed with tears streaming down my face, then I picked up my phone with trembling hands. I texted him, "Why? Is Mia so important that you have to miss our wedding day?!"
He casually replied, "Look, I'm busy. I will have my secretary reschedule the wedding, OK? Stop texting me again."
His reply was like a slap in my face. My heart ached as the reality of his indifference settled in. I couldn't believe he would treat me like this!"
In despair, I replied to him with a text full of raw emotion, "We are over! I'm done with you. I don't want to see your face ever again!" I hit send, my sobs growing louder, and I blocked him, feeling a mixture of heartbreak and liberation.
For five long years, I tried my hardest to be the best girl for him. I did everything to get his attention and make him like me more but never worked. I changed how I dressed and how he thought a woman should be for him. Even though I changed everything about myself, he always dumped me when Mia needed him without a second thought. Every time he left, I felt a piece of myself fade away until almost nothing was left.