Betrayed Thrice, Beyond Redemption

The next day, sunlight streamed through the curtains into my room. What used to be my most anticipated event—trying on my future wedding dress—was now nothing more than a farewell ceremony.

It was a way to give all those tumultuous years a perfect ending and ensure I had no regrets. I used to wish I could wear a beautiful gown and stand next to the man I loved, walking down the sacred halls of marriage.

I waited for Sebastian at the villa entrance. In the distance, a luxury car slowly approached. I walked toward it, only to discover after Sebastian got out of the car that my designated passenger seat was occupied by Gina.

"Gina said she wanted to come along and look at wedding dresses. She promised not to disturb us."

Gina rolled down the window, smiling sweetly. "Mia, I want to help you choose your wedding dress. After all, it's a once-in-a-lifetime event."

I pressed my lips together, accepting her reason without saying anything more.

Throughout the journey, Sebastian was extremely attentive to Gina, constantly asking if she was tired or needed to rest, as well as carefully adjusting her seat to make her more comfortable.

Every word was like a knife, stabbing viciously into my heart.

When we arrived at the bridal boutique, Sebastian had me select wedding dresses first while he sat on the couch, keeping his eyes fixed on Gina, afraid she might have a mishap.

"Mia, you have the perfect figure, so you'll look good in anything. Go ahead and pick whatever you like."

I casually selected a few dresses and walked to the fitting room entrance, only to find that Gina had followed me over.

She pointed at the wedding dress in my hands and said coquettishly, "Mia, that wedding dress is so beautiful. I want to try it on too."

Sebastian looked over when he heard this. Seeing Gina's expectant expression, he hesitated for a moment before speaking up. "Mia, Gina just wants to try it on. Uh, do you mind letting her have it first?"

I gripped the wedding dress tightly in my hands, feeling a sharp pain in my heart, but I still obediently handed it to Gina. "Okay."

Gina triumphantly smiled and took the wedding dress into the fitting room. I watched her retreating figure, my heart filled with mixed emotions.

Sebastian remained oblivious to how each act of favoritism cut deeper into my heart. I had dreamed of wearing my favorite wedding dress for him and having him see me at my most beautiful. However, he had stripped away even that simple wish.

Gina had been trying on the dress for quite a while and had not come back out. Sebastian grew worried and called out to me, "Mia, go in and check on Gina. What's taking so long?"

I pressed my lips together, pushing down the bitterness in my heart, and turned to walk into the fitting room.

Gina had just finished putting on the wedding dress and was admiring herself in the mirror. When she saw me enter, she curved her red lips into a smile. "Mia, look. Doesn't this wedding dress suit me perfectly?"

I ignored her and turned to leave, but she suddenly grabbed a row of mannequins beside her.

Crash!

A row of mannequins fell down together, tumbling straight toward me. Gina screamed and rushed outside, but before leaving, she gave me a hard shove.

Bang!

I was pinned under a pile of mannequins. My right leg was trapped under their weight, causing me to gasp in pain.

I desperately protected my stomach, afraid that the baby inside would be harmed.

Sebastian heard the noise and rushed in. Seeing Gina looking injured, his face changed dramatically. He hurried over, scooped her up in his arms, and ran outside. "Gina, don't be afraid. I'll take you to the hospital."

He did not even glance at me.

"Sebastian, save me! My leg is trapped..." I desperately called for help, but they still left.

I gritted my teeth, trying to push the mannequins off me, but they were too heavy. I could not move them at all. I could only arch my back to protect the child in my womb.

Sharp pain shot through my arms and back, but none of that pain compared to the heartache I felt at that moment.

I curled up on the ground, my tears flowing freely, and slowly closed my eyes.