~ISLA~By 8 p.m., I knew something was wrong.Jason had never missed an anniversary—not once in three years.Still, I wore the red dress he loved, the one he said made it impossible to look away. “If I ever lose you,” he’d laughed, “it’ll be because of this dress.”I sat alone at our reserved table, fingers curled tightly around my phone, eyes fixed on the restaurant door.7:17.I glanced at my watch again but still didn’t fret because I was sure he was going to propose.I’d seen the ring hidden in his closet, the exact one I’d shown him a year ago. Maybe he was just preparing his speech. 7:45.Then 8:00.My calls went straight to voicemail. My messages stayed unread.“He’s doing this on purpose” I told myself, forcing a smile that no longer felt real. He liked to mess with me before surprises.But the longer I waited, the louder the silence became.And for the first time that night, a terrifying thought crept in…What if he wasn’t coming at all?The tapping of my heels grew louder.
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