As she waited in the dimly lit hallway, her anger simmered, ready to boil over. After what felt like an eternity, he finally emerged from the room, a look of nonchalance on his face. She strode towards him, her heels clicking on the floor, and demanded to know why he'd lied about being at the office. But before he could respond, a figure appeared behind him - Ivy, her own sister, looking sheepish and guilty. The sight of them together sent shockwaves through her body, freezing her in place. Her mind struggled to process the betrayal, the deceit, the sheer audacity of it all. How could her own sister do this to her? And how could the man she loved be so reckless with her trust?
She stood fixated to the point, she opened her mouth to say something, but words failed her. How could he? She had loved this man with her whole life and she was looking forward to spending the rest of her life with him.
Then her shock suddenly turned into anger, she was mad with fury, she was mad at herself. She had been foolishly loving this man for six whole years!. How could she have not suspected anything all those years?. She wanted to cry but the tears were not coming. Actually, she fought back the tears. She can’t let these people see her vulnerability, she can’t let them see her break down, not now.
Daniel's expression remained eerily calm, a stark contrast to the turmoil brewing within her. His eyes betrayed a flicker of irritation, mixed with a hint of relief that the charade was finally over. He seemed almost...unbothered by the revelation, as if he'd been waiting for her to discover his secret. The mask of the loving fiancé slipped, revealing a glimpse of the man who had been tolerating their relationship out of obligation and convenience. His gaze held a mixture of annoyance and liberation, suggesting he'd been suffocating under the weight of their engagement, counting down the days until he could break free. The thought sent a chill down her spine. Had he ever truly loved her, or had she just been a means to an end?
A stinging slap landed on his cheek, the sound momentarily sounding through the hallway. “How could you?” she demanded, her voice trembling with rage and hurt. “Why her? Why my sister?
His gaze lo