Monica woke up before dawn, her mind racing with thoughts of the previous day’s events. She had barely slept, her anger and hurt lingering like an open wound. She reached for her phone, trying Chase’s number again, but it was still off. She felt a pang of frustration and betrayal, wondering why he hadn’t even bothered to check on her, not even his mother did that.
As she scrolled through social media, her wedding still trending, she felt a mix of emotions. Some people sympathised with her, while others condemned her for her past actions. But what caught her attention was the constant mention of Ariel’s name, accompanied by pictures of her and the twins. Monica’s jealousy grew with each scroll, her eyes fixed on Ariel’s confident smile and stunning beauty.
She couldn’t help but compare he
