When I Broke Up with Him, He Understood that He Loved Me — Novel

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Sofia Smith’s wedding day takes a harrowing turn when she finds herself delivering a briefcase to the man she thought she would marry, only to discover it’s filled with the medication for his new girlfriend, Emma. As the weight of her mother’s sudden death crashes down on her, Sofia’s dreams unravel before her eyes. Instead of walking down the aisle, she transforms her wedding into a somber farewell for the one person who truly believed in her.

Now, with her heart shattered and her past entwined with Martin Green, the man who left her for Emma, Sofia must confront the tangled web of love, loyalty, and betrayal that has ensnared them all. Can she find the strength to reclaim her life after losing everything? As Martin attempts to bridge the chasm between them, Sofia grapples with her feelings: Is love worth fighting for, or is it a painful reminder of what could have been?

In a world where memories collide with harsh realities, Sofia must navigate the bittersweet emotions that linger in the air. Will she find the closure she desperately seeks, or will she remain trapped in the shadows of a love that has turned into a nightmare?

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On the day of my wedding, Martin Green called me, and I dropped everything, rushing to deliver a briefcase in my wedding dress.

But when I arrived at the hotel, I realized the bag didn't contain important documents—it held her medication. He had missed the wedding I had prayed for years to have, staying by her side, the one with depression. And he made me deliver her medicine. How ridiculous I was.

Walking out of the hotel, I learned that my critically ill mother had passed away on my wedding day. She never saw me get married. And I, because of a few pills, wasn't able to be by her side.

At that moment, Emma posted a picture of her and Martin holding hands on her social media. "Thank you for making me your only one. My heart is only for you too!"

I laughed, hugging my mother's urn. "Scumbag and wretch—perfect match!"

***

I didn't let the wedding go to waste. I just turned it into my mother's funeral.

Among the coming and going of guests, the stark white wedding dress felt somewhat out of place, but I guess it suited the mood.

Afterward, I sat in the crematorium all night.

Mom had lived her whole life frugally.