“Ms. Lawson, are you sure you want to change the name here?”
“Yes.”
The moment I stepped out of the hotel, I looked up at the clear sky. The weight on my shoulders, heavy and suffocating, was gone. No longer was I trapped in the shadow that had haunted me for so long. Finally, I was free.
I had crossed out my name for the wedding, replacing it with Raine Miller’s instead.
Not long ago, Raine came to me with a desperate plea, claiming to be Bruno’s first love. According to her, Bruno left her because of me.
My father, in his final breath, passed the company to Bruno with one condition: that Bruno take care of me. If not for that, Bruno would never have agreed to marry me.
To prove her words, Raine went so far as to attach recent photos of herself in bed with Bruno.
Luckily for me, the hotel manager had been right beside me while all this transpired. Otherwise, the rage that consumed me would have given me a heart attack.
When I finally came to, I had an epiphany.
In the five years of our relationship, Bruno never touched me—not out of concern for my weak heart, but because he was saving himself for Raine.
I took out my phone and shared the good news with Raine.
If their love was so deep, and if she truly believed I was the reason that broke them apart… Fine. I might as well let the lovebirds reunite.
Even so, the five years I spent with Bruno weren’t a lie. I poured in everything I had, devoted my entirety to him. The pain of his deceit was so thick, so hurtful, it suffocated me so. I couldn’t breathe. I did consider vengeance, but my fragile heart denied that option.
