Rose petals floated gently along the road as the car carried me toward a new beginning.
As we passed by the place I’d lived for seven years, I saw Brandon and Karina walking hand in hand along the street.
Our eyes met across the distance, just for a moment.
In that fleeting glance, his expression shifted from disdain to shock.
He let go of Karina’s hand and began running after the car.
“Serena!”
His voice grew louder, more desperate with each call.
I watched him stumble, fall, and scramble back up, his figure becoming smaller and blurrier.
He, along with our past and the years we spent together, was left far behind.
I was moving forward, toward something new and untainted.
His cries, along with all the pain and humiliation, disappeared into the wind.
Ahead of me was a path lined with roses and a red carpet—a road to a new chapter.
When the car stopped, my mother was already waiting. Seeing me step out in my wedding dress, her eyes glistened with tears.
“My Serena has grown up... I thought you’d never forgive me.”
Holding back my own tears, I hugged her tightly.
The rift and pain from seven years ago melted away with that embrace.