The laughable part? The day before he left, he'd proposed to me in a church. Said he wanted to marry me.
After he left, staying in Eldoria felt pointless. So I flew back too.
I wanted to surprise him. I even brought his favorite almond cookies.
Straight from the airport, I went to his luxury apartment.
The moment I pushed open the door, something felt wrong.
A woman's perfume hung in the air—but not the rose scent I wore.
I picked up the lace leopard-print nightgown draped over the sofa.
A chill shot through me.
I clenched my teeth until my jaw ached, fighting the urge to rip it to shreds.
"You know." Alex stopped the car and looked at me, calm as ever.
I didn't want to deal with him. I kept my eyes closed.
"I know you're not asleep. Her name is Mia Summers. She's my arranged marriage partner." He pushed my shoulder, irritated. "But the one I love most is still you. She's just a tool for my family."
My heart went cold. I opened my eyes and smiled—sharp, mocking.
"Is that so?"
The night he flew back, I called him.
A woman answered. I heard heavy breathing in the background.
He must have changed my contact name, because she sounded confused: "It's so late—why's the delivery guy calling?"
I hung up.