Fiancé Chooses Another Woman

As I reached the office door, I overheard voices coming from inside. The door was slightly ajar, and I saw Kolton standing with his back to me, clearly upset.

“…What makes me not good enough for you? Angela is crazy about me, so why can’t you see me?”

“For you, I even got involved with someone I don't love. I thought you'd care, but all you could say was congratulations?”

I stumbled, collapsing against the wall, feeling utterly defeated. My mind went blank, and then a wave of despair washed over me. It was all a lie.

Kolton’s feelings for Zendaya had never wavered. Even back then, his pursuit of me was nothing more than an act of revenge. So what does that make me?

Inside, Kolton suddenly embraced Zendaya, kissing her passionately. The sound of their kiss, punctuated by the occasional moan, echoed in my ears. Through the crack in the door, I caught Zendaya’s eye. Her surprise quickly turned into a scornful smile.

Zendaya locked her gaze on me, gently stroking Kolton’s back as if encouraging him. Brazen and provocative.

I clung desperately to the wall, unable to push open the door that stood slightly open.

Kolton, Zendaya, and I grew up in the same neighborhood. In those early days of innocent affection, I was captivated by Kolton’s composed demeanor. But he only had eyes for Zendaya. It was only after she left for university abroad that he turned his attention to me.

I took a deep breath, yet the suffocating feeling wouldn’t relent, forcing me to clutch my heart and bend over in pain.

I’ve never been the naive and sweet type. Though I was taken aback by Kolton’s sudden interest, my doubts grew as I calmed down. I wouldn't allow myself to be anyone’s substitute.

But it was him—he who knelt and promised there was no one else. He who swore with such passion that I was the only one for him.

I glanced up, seeing my tear-streaked reflection in the expansive, modern glass window. At some point, I had started crying uncontrollably. I felt something inside me begin to unravel, slowly letting go.

“Angela?”