GABRIELLA'S POV
"Why did you let this happen?" I asked, my footsteps echoing in the room as I struggled to keep my temper in check.
"Gabriella, it's surprising that you're questioning me," Mom replied, her eyebrow arching in disbelief.
"How could you let her marry him- the one who was meant for me?" I countered, my words sharp as knives.
"We both know the truth, Gabriella. I did it to shield us from the scandal you nearly caused," Mom said calmly, taking a seat beside me.
"It's like I was never missed. Like I never mattered," I murmured, her hand finding mine in a gentle plea.
"I did miss you. I spent the night worrying, called you, but you never called back. Eventually, I gave up," she confessed, her voice laced with worry as I turned my face away, hiding the truth in
