Harmony’s POV.
DING-DONG.
I waited for a response.
A few seconds later, the door opened, revealing Josh standing in front of me. A smile immediately spread across his lips the moment he saw me.
Normally, I would have smiled back because his smile would soften my heart.
But this time, I felt nothing. I felt empty.
He looked like a stranger to me now.
Without saying a word, I pushed past him and stepped into the house.
Memories came flooding back the moment I walked inside. The scent of his cologne still lingered in the air. The gray couch where we used to cuddle during movie nights sat untouched in the living room.
I wasn’t living with him permanently. I only stayed over on weekends, sometimes weekdays, just to spend time with him.
But this time, I was here for a different reason.
I came to pack my things.
“Harmony… you came back to me,” he said, smiling hopefully.
“No, I didn’t,” I replied coldly. “I just came to get my stuff.”
The smile on his face disappeared instantly.
I didn’t wait for him to respond before heading upstairs to his room.
“Harmony, Harmony, Harmony,” he called, following closely behind me.
But I ignored him.
I walked straight to his wardrobe and pulled out all my clothes from it. One by one, I dropped them onto the bed before folding them neatly into the bag I had brought along.
“Please… please don’t do this,” Josh begged, desperation filling his voice.
“We can fix this. Just me and you.”
I didn’t stop packing.
He kept talking—begging, apologizing, reminding me of all the promises we had once made to each other.
But every word sounded like noise.
Finally, I finished packing the last of my clothes.
My eyes went to my finger—the one where my engagement ring still rested.
It reminded me of every promise Josh had ever made.
I’ll love you forever.
Nothing will ever come between us.
You’re the woman I love most.
Nobody can ever take your place.
Only death can separate us.
What a joke.
The ring was a symbol of lies now.
Without hesitation, I slipped the ring off my finger and tossed it onto the bed before walking out of the room.
Josh followed behind me immediately, still trying to apologize for his mistakes.
The moment we entered the living room, I froze.
Nora was already there, sitting on the couch comfortably like the place was hers.
She stood up immediately when she saw me, a fake welcoming smile spreading across her lips.
“Aww… my sister is here,” she said sweetly as she stepped forward for a hug.
I pushed her away lightly before she could touch me.
“Rude,” she scoffed.
I turned toward Josh. He looked away quickly, starching the back of his neck.
I kissed my teeth in annoyance before walking out of the house.
I threw my bag into the back seat of my car and got behind the wheel.
As I drove away, I didn’t look back.
Goodbye forever, Josh.
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My gaze stayed fixed and focused on the screen of my laptop.
“Your job application and interview have been accepted. Please resume on Monday.”
I had applied for the position of secretary at Mercer Global Logistics Company in another city.
I didn’t tell my mother. I didn’t tell Nora. I didn’t tell Josh.
This… could be my chance to start afresh.
I wasn’t running away. I just needed to heal and be distant for awhile—because everything around me still reminded me of him.
A knock at the door pulled me out of my thoughts.
I stood up and walked over slowly, wondering who it could be.
When I opened the door, it was my mother.
I didn’t speak right away.
“Hi,” she said with a soft, careful smile.
“Come in,” I replied casually.
I stepped aside and she entered, closing the door behind her.
She joined me on the couch. The silence between us was heavy—awkward, uncomfortable… almost irritating.
“So why did you come here?” I asked, breaking the silence.
“If you came to apologize on Nora’s behalf, you can leave,” I added quickly.
She moved closer and gently held my fingers, her expression soft and pleading.
“I’m not here for that. I came to say I’m sorry for hurting you. I should have told you everything, but I thought I was protecting you.”
I pulled my hand away the moment she said the last word, frowning.
“ What do you mean by protecting me?” I said sharply. “Mom, you knew everything and still stayed quiet. Only God knows how long you knew.”
“Harmony, I’m sorry,” she said softly.
“You had a choice,” I said, my voice tightening, “but you chose the one that hurt me.”
“But we can talk about this. Please don’t hate me.”
I exhaled slowly.
“I don’t hate you,” I said quietly. “I’m just angry at you right now.”
Silence settled again.
“Can you go? I was in the middle of something before you came,” I said calmly.
“But—”
“Mom, please!” I cut her off, firmer this time.
“Just go.”
She looked at me for a while, expecting me to say something, but I didn’t.
I didn’t hate her.
I just felt betrayed.
After a few seconds, she stood up and walked out of the apartment quietly.
The door clicked shut behind her.
I leaned back on the couch, looking up at the ceiling. My heart felt heavy.
How could the people I care about do this to me?
Josh betrayed me.
Nora betrayed me.
Even my own mother kept quiet.
A bitter smile appeared on my lips.
Nora made herself my wedding planner… just to become the wedding crasher herself.
I sat up and placed my laptop on my lap, staring at the email once again.
Maybe this was my chance.
A chance to begin a new life.
A life away from the betrayal, the heartbreak, and the memories that refused to leave me alone.