He Proposed After 3 Months—But His Dark Secret Made Me Expose Him at the Altar (3 of 3)

The sound of my heels clicking against the floor was louder than the music, louder than the whispers chasing after me. And though my heart was breaking, I felt strangely free.

Daniel had seen me as a pawn, a means to an end. But I wasn’t going to live the rest of my life as someone’s strategy. That day, I chose myself.

And I made a promise—next time I walk down the aisle, it will be toward someone who truly loves me. Not for what I can offer, not for what I represent, but for who I am.