I glanced at him, didn't say anything, and lay back down with my back to him, thinking that I would ask my mother-in-law tomorrow.
In the middle of the night, I woke up in a daze, and no one was around me anymore.
Reaching for my phone, I noticed a message from Sean’s secretary sent three minutes earlier.
The photo attached showed him driving, his profile illuminated by the dashboard lights.
Her text read:
[So, what if you have a child now? If he doesn’t love you, he just doesn’t love you. I only missed him for a bit and called—he left with me right away.]
[Aria, you're the only one who took this ridiculous marriage seriously. You’ve lost.]
She was right. I had lost completely.
But what Sean would never know was that the first time I met his mother, she told me about him.
He would never discover that we had attended the same school since middle school.
I had secretly admired him for years, silently following his life without ever intruding.
So when his mother proposed that I marry him after graduating from college, I was so thrilled I couldn’t sleep all night.
But my happiness had been built on his misery.
Since that was the case, it was time to set us both free.