I didn’t stop them.
Three years ago, he had stood before my parents and said almost the exact same words.
The same conviction.
The same smile.
Just… a different woman.
I pressed my hand over my mouth to muffle my voice and swallowed back the sob building in my
throat.
“I’m happy for you,” I said hoarsely.
“Take care of her, okay? And when the wedding comes, don’t forget to send me an invite. I’ll make sure to bring a generous gift.”
Delilah squealed with joy.
Even through the screen, I could picture her grinning ear to ear.
“You hear that, Nathan? I told you I’m not alone! I got my backup!”
And you don’t get mad over stupid things. Always answer my calls. And if I need something, you’d better be there in three seconds flat!”
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I ended the call.
My hands were shaking.
My whole body trembled.
It took minutes–maybe hours before I could breathe normally again.
But the pain didn’t go away.
It just kept rising, wave after wave, until it choked me.
I found myself dialing an international number.
It was two in the morning where they were.
But I needed them.
When the call connected, I couldn’t even speak.
“Claire?” my mom’s voice came through, groggy and worried. “What’s wrong? Why are you calling
so late?”
Three years ago, I had screamed at my parents because they didn’t approve of Nathan
I’d graduated from a top university, with a future full of possibilities.
He, at the time, was just a boy from nowhere, scraping his way through life.
Everyone–my parents, my friends–told me we didn’t belong together.
But I didn’t listen.
Because I was hypnotized by the tenderness in his eyes.
I thought that was enough.
I thought love could conquer anything.
What a cruel joke.
My chest heaved. My voice cracked.
And then I broke.
doesn’t love me anymore,” I sobbed.
There was a long pause on the other end.
So long it felt like the world stopped spinning.
And then, with steady, unshakable clarity, my parents said: “Come home, sweetheart.
you are, whatever you’ve been through, you always have a place with us.
They booked me a flight that night.
Nathan Sterling, I don’t want you anymore.