What came to mind was no longer the sweetness we had once shared.
What I thought about was how I had been the one handling almost the entire wedding from beginning to end.
Even when I miscarried, I had had to go to the hospital alone.
During the procedure, the doctor had asked whether any family member was there with me.
All I could do was shake my head.
Because at that very moment, Elijah had been on the third floor of the hospital, keeping Yvette and her child company.
I clearly had a boyfriend, yet it had been almost the same as having none at all.
After that ugly scene ended, Elijah did not leave right away.
Instead, he went door to door apologizing, saying he was sorry for disturbing everyone that day.
He had always known how to win people over.
Before long, the neighbors st
