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The ceremony took place at a mountaintop resort. Sadly, when I. needed to call for a ride, there was no cell service. A
compassionate server noticed my predicament and offered me an umbrella, his gaze filled with understanding. After expressing my gratitude, I awkwardly tried to manage the umbrella while carrying my cumbersome bridal gown. I descended the mountain with difficulty, drenched by the downpour and trembling from the chill. My feet were painfully blistered and bleeding.
When my phone finally connected, a flood of messages from Michael Anderson appeared. Each one was packed with inquiries and blame. Despite my previous explanation that I viewed Sophia Rice as a sister, Michael Anderson seemed convinced I was targeting her.
I decided not to respond. Just then, I received a video from an unknown sender. It showed Michael Anderson clasping Sophia Rice’s hand as he escorted her to a medical appointment. He kissed her fingers and implored her tearfully not to be in distress.
I couldn’t help but recall my own experience when I first learned of my pregnancy and fainted in the bathroom due to hypoglycemia. I fractured my leg and was in agony. Frightened, I phoned him for assistance, but he responded coldly, stating that he wasn’t a physician and questioning why I was calling. I spent a fortnight in the hospital, and he never once visited.
I later discovered that on the day of my fall, Sophia Rice had cut
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herself while cooking. The doctor cautioned her about potential scarring, which upset her greatly. Michael Anderson then directed all his frustration and anguish towards me. I paused and chuckled bitterly at myself.
I finally understood, albeit too late, which is why I’m now in such a demeaning situation. While in the taxi, Michael Anderson called. After a heated tirade, he caught his breath and informed me that Sophia Rice was so scared she suffered a cardiac episode. He insisted I come immediately to apologize to her.
Struggling with the flimsy umbrella, I replied calmly, “I’m still at the hotel.” As I finished speaking, lightning illuminated the gloomy sky, followed by a deafening thunderclap.
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Michael Anderson’s voice quivered with concern as he said, “It’s pouring outside. They didn’t bring you back? Then I’m…” His words. were interrupted by Sophia Rice’s sudden sobs, “Is Emma upset? It’s all my fault. Perhaps I should have perished abroad…”
Michael Anderson promptly began to soothe her in a gentle tone.
He turned to me, visibly irate, and said, “This is your doing. Why are you feeling victimized? It’s only been five minutes. If you had behind… been more considerate earlier, I wouldn’t have left you
His words hit a nerve, and I interrupted him defiantly, saying, “Divorce. I won’t apologize to Sophia Rice. I’m not at fault–you are.” If they can’t separate from each other, why is Michael Anderson provoking me? He was the one who first declared his feelings for me and vowed to spend his life with me, which is why I chose him so resolutely.
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After a decade together, does their bond still outweigh mine?
Overwhelmed by this thought, I ended the call and quickly hailed a
cab.
While in the vehicle, Michael Anderson’s message arrived.
‘Emma, you must admit your faults. I’ve tolerated your
shortcomings for ten years. Do you think anyone else would want you, especially after you ensnared me by getting pregnant?”
stared at the text.
I thought that after today’s events, nothing could be more disheartening, but I was wrong.
I opened the car window and let the brisk air hit my face. My tumultuous thoughts gradually cleared.
I asked the driver to turn around and head straight to the hospital.
