Before I could even react, he had transformed into his wolf form and bolted out the door. I stood there in shock as the guests started whispering. But I could barely hear them over the pounding of my own heart.
It was my mom’s disappointed look that broke my heart the most.
That night, she finally passed away with a look of regret on her face. I held her hand, tears streaming down my cheeks.
My phone buzzed with a notification that same night. It was a post on Insta from Kieran’s childhood sweetheart, Nina. The caption read,
"He chose me, and I chose him. That's all that matters."
My heart sank as I scrolled through the photos, seeing Kieran and Nina wrapped in each other's arms, grinning like they just won the lottery. So while he abandoned me on the altar, he went cozying up to that witch Nina?
I commented under the post."Nina, you must be so proud to be his rebound. You two are perfect for each other though."
Despite the fact that I was losing it inside, I refused to make a scene. I quietly handled the arrangements for my mother's funeral, determined to give her the dignified send-off she deserved. I was grieving but I knew my mother would have wanted me to be stronger than this.