I arrived late to dinner and overheard my fiancé m0cking me in front of everyone: “I don’t want to marry her anymore,” but when I took off my ring and revealed the secret behind his company, no one laughed anymore.
PART 1 “I don’t want to marry her anymore.” The moment I heard Mauricio’s voice from behind the wooden partition separating the entrance from the private room, I froze. I had just arrived twelve minutes late, still wearing my coat, phone in hand, my mind lingering on a call that had ended seconds earlier. Being…