I read it calmly, and then I blocked his number for good.
Not long after, Lynzee’s message came through as well—it was an invitation.
On it, their names were printed side by side, exactly like how mine and Ridley’s used to be.
My fingers trembled slightly, a faint ripple stirring in my heart.
But it didn’t last long. I quickly regained my composure.
After blocking Lynzee’s number too, I turned and pulled my suitcase from the corner.
The person my brother had asked to pick me up was already waiting for me outside.
Without looking back, I got into the car.
Ten years with Ridley—this was where it ended.
At the wedding venue, Ridley stared at his phone, his brows knitting together without him realizing.
If it hadn’t been for Lynzee tearfully begging him to invite Agnes, he wouldn’t have wanted to drag her into this at all.
The events from the previous days had already left a heavy stone lodged in his chest.
Even now, when he recalled how Agnes acted yesterday, he still felt an unbearable tightness.
He couldn’t quite put it into words.
All he knew was that if things continued like this, she might truly leave him.
But soon, he dismissed that thought.