Romance

His Love Was Never Mine Alone

by Ayim

The entire family had always mocked me as the crazy one. On the day I found Jacob York, my fiancé, cheating on me, I grabbed him and jumped down from the fifth floor. He survived, but I became comatose. From that moment on, every night, he held Ella Stone, his affair partner and my adoptive sister, and made out with her beside my bed. During the first year, when he spoke about me, he would choke up and be filled with resentment. He said that dying together would have been letting me off too easily. In the second year, he had kissed her passionately while saying that he wanted to burn us all to death. By the third year, they seldom talked about me again. Most of the time, they talked about Ella's ovulation period and their wedding. I woke up on the day of their wedding.Under the blinding sunlight, Jacob kissed the pregnant Ella. I raised my thin hands and joined the applause of my former friends. The untimely claps startled everyone. Ethan was the first to come and confront me. He said ruthlessly, "Stop acting like some crazy lunatic, Summer. Jacob and Ella have already registered for marriage. If it weren't for you, they wouldn't have dragged out their wedding until today."Martha, my mother, had always been biased. As she shielded Ella, she begged me to spare them. "Summer, just pretend that Jacob died three years ago because of you. Let them be happy."I looked past Jacob's pained and conflicted expression before nodding slowly. But the moment Ella spoke, my empty stomach started clamping reflexively. So, I grabbed the knife of the cake beside my hand. I had suffered for three years, and I wanted something sweet. But they refused to believe that I wasn't going to lose control again and had truly given up.

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