Adam nodded, looking tired. “Yeah. Turns out he’d been lying to a lot of people, not just me. I… I’m so sorry, Jenna. For everything.”
I studied him for a moment. The anger I’d been holding onto for weeks seemed to dissipate, leaving behind a dull ache of what might have been.
“I accept your apology. I’m sorry too,” I said finally. “Not for what I did, but for what we lost.”
As I walked away, I felt lighter somehow. The dress, the wedding, the betrayal—it was all behind me now. Ahead lay a future I couldn’t predict, but one that was entirely my own.
And for the first time in weeks, I smiled.
This work is inspired by real events and people, but it has been fictionalized for creative purposes. Names, characters, and details have been changed to protect privacy and enhance the narrative. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or d.ead, or actual events is purely coincidental and not intended by the author.
