My Wedding, Her Lie

I gripped the doorframe tightly to keep myself from shaking uncontrollably.

Olivia's impatience was plain on her face.

"Martin, why are you being so unreasonable? Everyone makes mistakes. Where is your forgiveness?"

She had witnessed firsthand how David and his father pushed me to the brink of depression, even to the point of attempting suicide.

She used to stand up for me, arguing with them, even angrily rebuking them.

What changed? What made her stand on the opposite side and start defending David instead?

I let the pain engulf me, word by word, I told Olivia.

"Unless he dies right in front of me, I will never forgive him!"

Olivia's delicate brows furrowed, and anger was brewing.

She used to have the same look when she angrily rebuked David and his father for me.

"Martin! You've only been abroad for two years, and you've turned into such a venomous person. Fine, don't forgive him, but at least apologize to David! I don't want people to laugh at my fiancé for being a petty and effeminate man!"

"Your father took his own life because he was weak. If he had cared about you being so young, your mother wouldn't have had to remarry to survive! Don't blame all your misfortune on David and his father. His father made mistakes, yes, but not to the point of death! If you're going to stubbornly hold on and torment yourself like your father, then you deserve to have nightmares every night!"

She practically spat out the word "nightmares" through gritted teeth.

The disgust flashing across her face was something I clearly caught.

So, the person who swore to stand by me forever had grown tired of the nightmares that plagued me.

In the end, all my misfortune and pain had become her weapon to hurt me, stabbing me once more until I was left completely broken.

Once upon a time, she would have shed tears at the mention of my nightmares, holding me close and saying. "Martin, as long as I'm here, no nightmares, no demons can hurt you!"

She had used love and care to pull me out of the abyss, but now she was the one pushing me back in.

For David's sake, she told me I deserved it!

I trembled, a wave of sharp pain gripping my stomach. Unable to hold onto the doorframe any longer, I staggered backward.

Olivia was quick to catch me, only then noticing the swelling on my knees.

She immediately squatted down to examine the wound.

"How did your knees get so badly hurt?"

"Fine, if you don't want to apologize, I'll apologize for you. But from now on, stop being so petty."

I yanked my hand away, my face pale as I pointed toward the door.

"Get out! All of you, just leave!"

Olivia, understanding how fragile I was at this moment, tried to hug me to calm me down.

But David, with tears streaming down his face, bowed deeply to me.

"Martin, I'll leave now. Please don't torment yourself because of me anymore."

With that, he ran out. But in his haste, he bumped into the doorframe and fell to the side.

Olivia immediately released me and rushed to catch David, both of them tumbling outside.

David's head hit the doorframe, turning red instantly with a faint trace of blood seeping out.

Olivia knelt beside him, her hands trembling as she touched his head, her eyes filled with a tenderness I knew all too well.

But it was no longer for me.

"David, does it hurt? I'll take you to the doctor right away!"

The doorway finally fell silent.

And my heart sank to the bottom.

Ten years of knowing her, ten years of loving her, and it had all come to this.

I took out my phone and booked a flight for the day of the wedding.

Seven days left, just enough time to settle everything from my past.

Olivia was right. People need to move forward.

From now on, I would sever myself completely from all the joy and pain of the past!