When I Died on Love Anniversary — Novel

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In the aftermath of a disastrous anniversary, Jessica finds herself grappling with the painful realization that she’s been living in the shadow of her boyfriend Mason’s past love—a woman whose mere presence ignites his affection like a flame. As they navigate a seemingly idyllic beach day that quickly turns into a nightmare, the wounds run deeper than just physical scrapes. Jessica’s heart races with betrayal and confusion as she confronts the stark contrast between Mason’s treatment of her and the warmth he bestows upon Naomi, the girl who embodies his dreams.

With every moment spent in Mason’s company, Jessica feels more invisible, her spirit crushed under the weight of his indifference. The day spirals into chaos as she grapples with her identity and self-worth, questioning whether the love she thought she had was real or merely a façade. Can she reclaim her strength, or will she continue to drown in the tides of Mason’s affections for someone else? As the beach grows darker and the stakes rise, Jessica must decide whether to fight for her place in Mason’s heart or to walk away from the love that has brought her nothing but pain.

When I Died on Love AnniversaryChapter 1

My boyfriend had promised me a romantic day at the beach, but when we got there, he brought his so-called "dream girl" along. Things took a turn for the worse when this girl deliberately led me onto a mossy reef. I slipped three times in a row, my joints were scraped and bloody and my boyfriend didn’t even bat an eye. Instead, he pointed at me and scolded me in front of everyone, saying, "You fell because you're stupid. Why blame others? Didn’t your parents teach you how to walk?"

The dream girl pretended to go get medicine, but my boyfriend stopped her, telling her, "Just stay away from her so you don’t get hurt. There's no pharmacy around; it's just a little bleeding. Let her deal with it." Not long after, the girl scratched her feet and my boyfriend rushed her to the hospital, heartbroken over her minor injuries.

I stayed calm and didn’t make a scene, just counted down the days until I could leave. Seven days later, I disappeared without a word and my boyfriend, who was always so composed, went completely nuts.

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