At his lowest, he crossed paths with Scarlett in a rundown youth hostel. Within a month, Scarlett had replaced Hazel, his childhood sweetheart. She carved herself into the most pivotal role in Ambrose’s heart.
But because the Wright family would never accept a daughter-in-law from such humble beginnings, Ambrose settled for Hazel, all the while secretly cherishing Scarlett in his heart.
She believed their bond, built from childhood, was fate’s design. In truth, she was nothing more than a stand-in, chosen out of convenience.
Her feet, raw and bleeding, mirrored the shattered fragments of her heart. The imprint of his slap, like a searing brand of humiliation, destroyed decades of trust and devotion.
A resolute fire ignited within her; she would let go of the man she had clung to for over a decade.
But this wedding wasn’t just an event; it was her dream, a vision of love and promise she had nurtured for years. It had been her lifeline during her darkest days, the glimmer of hope that kept her moving forward.
She refused to let the wedding she had meticulously crafted become a prize for the very people who had betrayed her.