When Love Strays, No Trace Remains

I returned to Illinois in secret, clutching my wedding dress—a symbol of the promise Jason Grey and I had made three years ago. My heart raced with anticipation as I approached the venue of our long-awaited reunion. Instead of the romantic encounter I’d imagined, I stumbled into a nightmare.

Jason stood there, his hand entwined with another woman’s. It wasn’t just any woman—she was my mirror image. A carbon copy.

They were in the middle of their engagement ceremony.

The moment her tearful eyes met mine, she froze, then broke into sobs.