No Way Back to Us
The night before my wedding, I was in a terrible car accident. I fell into a coma, and my body was broken and bruised.
While I lay unconscious, my fiancé called off the engagement and married his childhood sweetheart instead.
My mother went to demand justice on my behalf—but never made it back. She died in a sudden, brutal accident along the way.
In that moment of chaos, it was my childhood friend who stepped in. He knelt on one knee outside the hospital with a wedding gift of a hundred thousand dollars and quietly handled my mother's funeral.
I was wheeled into surgery. I lived, but was left with a permanent disability. And still, he promised to stay by my side, for life.
I was deeply moved. We got married.
But five years later, I overheard him talking to his secretary.
"Mr. Davidson, you arranged for someone to hit your wife with a car, just so Lucy could marry the one she loved. Aren't you afraid she'll find out?"
"For Lucy, there's nothing I wouldn't do. I've already given Ruby the rest of my life. Isn't that enough?"
I covered my mouth, holding back a sob.
Only then did I realize—the marriage I believed in had been a lie all along.
So be it. I'll disappear and let him be with the woman he truly loves.