Swapping Out the Groom
Later that evening, I went to the riverside.
Jayden was already there, wearing a white shirt—the one I once said he looked good in.
But standing there, seeing him again, I felt nothing. The feeling was gone, and it wasn't coming back.
I'd hoped we could end things with some grace. But his first words instantly made my face turn cold.
He smoothed his hair and looked at me with burning eyes. "Leah, I don't believe you actually love Nick. Divorce him. Be with me. What kind of life are you even living now?