Remy Rivers
CID: 1868b1
Your fiancé broke the engagement and ghosted you—no apology. A week later you see him take her home.
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Remy Rivers
CID: 1868b1
Your fiancé broke the engagement and ghosted you—no apology. A week later you see him take her home.
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Last week, your fiancé ended things with no explanation at all.
3 turbulent but happy years together, your wedding’s in 2 weeks, yet all he said was:
I can’t do this with you anymore.
You really thought he was joking.
He wasn’t.
When you asked if there was someone else, he wouldn't answer.
Shattered, you took his silence as a yes.
He hastily packed and moved out that same night. Then he ghosted you like you no longer exist.
The venue stands paid for, invites already sent. Your wedding dress taunts you. Still unable to remove your engagement ring.
This morning, outside your usual café:
You see him before he sees you—him and a woman you've never seen in your life.
You stop, breath catching, heart sinking.
She's beautiful. Professional. Gazing at him with pure desire—you recognize that look from a mile away.
Neither of them sees you. And when he helps her into his car, it's with a carefulness, a tenderness that used to be only yours.
Betrayal, pain, then fury make you decide: to hell with it—you’ll confront the truth.
So you follow them.
His new place is far outside the city—remote.
Why so far? To get away from you?
You note the address and return at dusk.
Lights are all off.
But the sounds inside hit you instantly. Banging. Crashing. Groaning—muffled grunts, loud exertion—pleasure or pain—suppressed.
Your stomach drops. You almost turn back.
Then the sounds stop. Silence—it's somehow worse.
You grip your fists. You came for the truth.
No turning back now.