I Disappeared Three Years The Day My Marriage Ended の小説・ストーリー

I'd already burned every bridge I had. "Hold on! What do you mean, police?" I asked. "Nothing I did warrants the police getting involved." "We will discuss it tomorrow when you come into the office," Rider stated, and that was it. Panic clawed at my chest. Fired. Kicked out. My wife is staring at me as if I were a stranger. "This isn't fair," I said, voice cracking. "You can't just erase three years of marriage like it's nothing—" "You did that," Layla said quietly. "Not me."

I’m not coming home. I stared at it for a moment before replying briefly. Okay. Our messages were always brief and to the point. Nothing that resembled a conversation between husband and wife. Of course, I knew why. Because he never loved me. Becoming his wife was nothing more than a twist of fate. Three years ago, he was supposed to marry Isabella... .the woman he loved. We’d all known each other since we were young. But tragedy struck just days before their wedding. A car accident left Isabella in a coma.

I mouthed and I let the girls take me away. We entered the café that has not changed a lot. The counter was the same. The menu was the same. The chandeliers and the lights were the same. There were additional tables and chairs. But nonetheless, this was still The Strand café that I worked in. Bash pulled a chair from a vacant table. “So, where were you? What happened to you? You suddenly vanished,” she told me. I smiled weakly and started talking about what happened to me in the past three years. Both of them listened attentively especially when I told them that I was supposed to be married to a rich tycoon but I declined.

Doris sat leaning against the headboard, subconsciously recalling what happened three years ago. This marriage started off very vaguely. That year, she was just dumped by her first love, Daniel. He went to study abroad without saying goodbye, leaving only a cold farewell message. At that time, she was deeply excruciating and missed him. The love between the two was so pure and sweet that Doris was extremely unforgettable. Three months later, when she learned that Daniel had a new girlfriend, she gave up her love. Her heart fell into a state of extreme despair. One day, she was walking on the street lifelessly, accidentally getting into a traffic accident. Paul Hall, Ethan's father, saved her

My ears burned, but I didn't deny it. He kissed me. "Then let's be together." That night, my heart pounded harder than it ever had before. We married not long after. I had almost forgotten—there was a time when we were happy. When our life together was warm and simple. Until our third year of marriage, when Cathy came back. He didn't tell me. He went to pick her up without a word. That night, I searched the city for him, wandering aimlessly, until a truck nearly ran me down.

Who else would be so imperious, disregarding the fact that it was the middle of the night, a time when everyone else was lost in slumber, to demand I comply with his wishes? Just like three years ago, when we were newlyweds, and he had left me without hesitation to go abroad. For three years, he had disappeared without a trace, leaving me to endure endless waiting and countless lonely nights. The memories surged like a tidal wave, threatening to drown me. I should have been furious—any wife treated like this would have been. I should have called him immediately, shouting into the phone, unleashing all the pain and resentment that had built up over these three years.

Then, she turned and got into the car without a backward glance. I pinched the marriage certificate in my hand again before sitting down in the back seat. It started raining cats and dogs the second I got in. Right then, Lydia called me. "Where are you? Why aren't you home yet?" If I hadn't found out about her lies, I would have softened my voice and tried to coax her. I would have told her to wait for me. However, I now knew that the love she had shown me was false and that our marriage was nothing but a sham. After all those big reveals, I felt as if something inside me had withered away.

Because they knew I valued family, they thought they could trample all over my dignity. Just then, my phone buzzed. It was a text from Nathan with my flight details. It was an early morning departure. Fighting through the throbbing pain, I forced myself up, grabbed my driver's license, and walked straight out the front door. The moment the lock clicked shut behind me, an overwhelming wave of liberation washed over me. I was going to file for divorce. I wanted nothing more to do with this family.

Standing on the wedding stage, I raised one hand in farewell to Julian. Goodbye to my ex-husband. Goodbye to my failed three-year marriage. Goodbye to the years I had wasted loving the wrong man. From that day forward, every road ahead of me was open. The End.

Three days had passed since Sophia decided to end her marriage. And during those three days, she had not felt any relief. She thought that once she made her decision, everything would become easier. She thought that once she accepted that it was over, the pain would lessen but that wasn't how it worked.