My Boyfriend Married Someone Else
My boyfriend and I had been together for eight years. We were already discussing marriage when Robbie suddenly asked me to wait a little longer.
He said he needed to hold a grand wedding with his first love before he could marry me.
Because, as he explained, for his first love—who struggled with anxiety—marriage was her greatest wish in life.
He couldn't bear to see her spiral into self-harm under the weight of her illness, so with tears in his eyes, he promised to give her a home.
Stunned, I asked what would happen to me.
Instead of answering, he snapped impatiently, "Can't you show some empathy? It's just a year or two more. Are you really that desperate to get married?
"And another thing… lend me your ring. Let Lucy wear it for now. You won't be needing it anytime soon."
I stared at the man before me, someone both familiar and suddenly a stranger, and felt only a cold, hollow ache in my chest.
But at last, I saw his true face behind the mask.
Later, I chose to attend their wedding. I brought with me a very special blessing.