[I thought that passionate moment was between you and Sebastian. I was so confused; how could Sebastian be so obsessed with my body? Turns out I’m the main character after all!]

Then, she added insult to injury with a bitter remark.

[Sister, if I were you, I’d spend some money learning how to please a man, or else you wouldn’t have lost your husband!]

Not content with just words, she transferred $10,000 to me.

[This is your payment for the blood you donated. If money can solve everything, I’d rather not trade my husband for it. Wait for our wedding invitation!]

Her blatant humiliation and mockery felt like a slap in the face. But I wasn’t about to be dragged further into her web. I immediately returned the transfer.

"Consider this an early wedding gift for you both. Wishing you a lifetime of happiness!"

I blocked Eliza without a second thought and for the next half month, life flowed quietly. My body recovered and I felt a sense of peace.

But the moment came when I bought a plane ticket, only to realize, without warning, that it was for the day of their wedding.

I was on my way to visit my best friend, so I decided to stop by a jewelry store to pick out a gift for her.

It was then that a sudden thought struck me: I hadn’t picked up the wedding ring I had ordered with Sebastian.

It was a design I had poured my heart into and now, it was time to take it back and let go.

But when I asked the staff to check the records, she hesitated and then told me that Sebastian had already picked it up.

The pity in her eyes spoke volumes and I understood. I left the store without another word.

As soon as I stepped outside, I nearly bumped into Sebastian, casually shopping.

The wedding ring I had designed for us now gleamed on his hand, entangled with Eliza’s.

I couldn’t help but stare at their hands and before I could stop myself, I spoke, my voice colder than I intended.

"You two look great together."

I turned, not waiting for a response and started walking away.

He rushed after me, but Eliza stopped him with a gentle hand on his arm.

"Sebastian, didn’t you promise to go with me to try on wedding dresses today?"

I quickened my pace, my steps firm and unwavering.

Before long, the day I had dreaded arrived; it was their wedding day.

I left the confinement of my thoughts, took a taxi and made my way to the airport.