When Love Breaks by Jack

Chapter 13

Bryant seemed stunned but remained silent.

I asked in a hushed tone, “What about our wedding night? Why did you leave?”

I vaguely remembered I sat on the balcony waiting all night that night. It was our wedding night, and he left his newlywed wife at home, carelessly heading out. I thought something serious had happened, worried about his safety while also fretting if I had somehow displeased him. At the same time, I was eagerly hoping for his early return.

I was only twenty-three then, having somehow married the man I had secretly adored for years. How could I not have expectations for our marriage and him?

Then, I finally learned that while I was eagerly waiting for him to come home, he was with another woman. It all felt like a cruel joke.

Bryant didn’t hide it anymore, his voice cold and steady. “That night, she had gone drag racing and got into a mishap. The police called me to pick her up.”

What a coincidence.

On the very day of our wedding, Margaret had an accident, and it was in the dead of night. But I remembered, just several days after the wedding, at the family dinner, she was there, without a scratch on her.

I rolled down the car window, silent for a while, and said calmly, “Bryant, if she’s the one you’ve got feelings for, we can go our separate ways on good terms.”

of the road,

see him

Buzz. The vibration of a text

it, annoyance flashing across his face, and he said without hesitation, “She’s in trouble again. I might have to go check

contain the bitterness surging in my chest, trying to control my emotions, and then I glanced at him through the streetlight.

I tiredly opened the

divorce crossed my mind. But I’d loved Bryant for so many years. It wasn’t going to

of regret held me back. It was the fear that I might look back

Chapter 13

day.

the bustling traffic and the flashing neon lights, feeling a sense of loneliness I hadn’t felt in

“What’s

personality.

of the blue, her voice as

made me shiver, and wrapped my jacket tighter around me, crossing

“Just wandering,” I said.

the time and inclination

by myself.” I cut her off,

the holidays? Where are you?” Christine’s temper flared instantly. She could be indiscriminately combative when it came to