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A Second Chance For Revenge

A Second Chance For Revenge

Author: Ellanma
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Chapter 1 The Breakup

Word Count: 1193    |    Released on: 16/01/2025

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But as I stood in front of the full-length mirror, my reflection staring back at me

fabric shimmered under the lights, and the long train swept eleg

ommit my life to Desmond. I should've been excited, filled with anticipation. But in

eadable, and his posture relaxed. It wasn't the look of a man who was about to marry the woman he claimed to love. No, it was t

been living in a fog, convincing myself that Desmond was the one. But now, as I stood

n't lo

ever

part? He did

i

sister, Tila. I had been blind to it for so long, so eager to play the role of the perfect fiancée. But now, it all made sense. Every time h

alway

he white lilies felt like a joke in my fingers. I could almost hear the whispers from

ng anymore. I was a

look up and didn't seem to notice the change in my demeanor. His attention was still on the wedding dre

Without hesitation, I brought it down

ands to his head, his face flushed with confusion. But I didn't care.

t clear. "You never even cared about me. You

nned and speechless. His hand slowly moved to his head, where the bouque

ding up now, his face a mixture of disbelief and

ply. "You never loved me. You loved

g to let him come any closer. My hands shook, but it wasn't from fear. It

as if searching for an escape. "Faye... please, listen to me,

can say that will make this okay. You've been lying to me fro

t to calm me down. "Faye, please. I know I've made mistakes, but I was only try

ht I was your ticket to a better life. You knew Tila would never marry a man like you becaus

e, but I didn't feel sorry for him. I didn't care about his r

ect myself. I didn't want to be alone. I didn't want to be stuck in that pub forever. Tila wouldn't

ust walk away, to leave him there and never look back. But I ne

issors from the counter nearby. The sound of the fabric ripping echoed through the room as I tore into the gown with a fur

me come apart before his eyes. But this wasn't just about the dress. This was about my freed

still in my hand, the remnants of

my voice steady. "You're not goin

hing that was being said. She had managed to remain out of s

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