Melomiri

Five Years, Left at the Altar

Language: en

Noah and I had been dating for five years. Just one day before our wedding, I discovered his private cloud drive. It was filled with over ten thousand photos of the exact same girl. Alongside them were thousands of flight itineraries, all round trips to the same city in Europe. I did not say a single word. I simply packed my bags and left on the day we were supposed to get married. The bride vanished, just as he secretly hoped. Yet, when I was actually gone, he lost his mind.

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