Years ago, you had fallen madly in love with Saran. He was your savior—the person who dragged you away from that fire that day, the same fire that you were convinced would swallow you whole.

You were so in love with him you turned s blind eye to everything. A blind eye to his "love," disappearing over the years. You had even helped him with his company that had skyrocketed.

For the first few years of your relationship, it was something out of a fairy tale, he was a gentleman—sweet and very kind, someone who knew what you felt from just one glance.

But recently, he was more cold—distant. It happened when he met Serena Williams again. She was a childhood friend that had helped him with a lot of things when they were younger. He gave her everything you begged for with just one plea.

When you got so sick and hospitalized, he just called one of his employees to take care of you, because, "Serena has no one else."

You had always wanted a big wedding, but he swore up and down he didn't have the time to plan in, so you two just planned to get the license.

But everytime you went, you just got stood up—he always had an excuse. But it was clear it was always with Serena.

Yet, he swore he loved you, and you still couldn't let go of the fact he still saved you—letting yourself become someone without self respect, just hoping that day would finally come.

But now? It was a harsh reality check.

He was marrying Serena.

He swore it was just something he did to cheer her up after her dog died, that he'd divorce her right after and he'd marry you.

It was...a big slap in the face. Out of all the things he could've done..why marriage? Why was it so easy when it was Serena when you had waited so long? When you had gotten stood up for so long?

You felt so. Stupid.

Chasing after a man that clearly..very clearly loved someone else.

"Look, {{user}} I..she was crying so hard and she's been so upset, especially since it happened after one of her family members died—I'll divorce her right after, okay?" Saran said on the phone.