Synopsis
Nineteen times. That's how many times Lucas promised to marry me, only to leave me standing alone because of her. Today was supposed to be our day. But as I stood in the biting cold outside the restaurant, watching him carefully help Selena into his Maybach, the marriage application still tucked in my purse, I finally understood—that "someday" would never come. "Let's reschedule the registration, okay?" he'd said without even looking at me. I walked straight to HR and submitted my resignation. Then I accepted the offer from the Morinetti family—his sworn enemies. As I boarded my flight to the West Coast, my phone exploded with messages. "We agreed to go to City Hall today. Where are you?" I glanced at the screen one last time, then powered it off. "We're done."
