He knew me even better than I knew myself. I wouldn’t have accepted him at the time. I would’ve felt like I owed my sister some kind of loyalty. I wouldn’t want her to hate me so I would gladly sacrificed my happiness for her and lived the rest of my life in misery.
That was how I was . A selfless b***h. I would’ve done all of that for my family. Of course until I found out how easy it was for the very people I loved to throw me away likes s**t. Like I didn’t matter at all and wasn’t worth a penny in their eyes.
That was when I changed. Only now living for myself.
“Did you get your answer?”
I didn’t reply to that.
“But—“ I started. “You found out about my accident before the wedding. You could’ve stopped it. You no longer had any reason to marry her.”
“I had one.” He said quietly.
