Ex-Wife Moving Wife Giving Birth? Congratulations, You’re Single Now novel Chapter 91

Chapter 3

“Alina, buten. 1 dead you to do this with mur. I can’t do it grow

fe weid be wanted to be breve. To finally break free from his peres suffocating expectations. That going far away together was the only way he’d have the guts to do it.

And I believed tam.

God, I was so stupid.

I hesitated at first. Of course I did.

NYU was my dream too. I’d worked myself to exhaustion for that acceptance letter.

And staying local wasn’t just convenient–it was necessary. My family couldn’t afford out of state tuition. Staying in New York meant I could live at home, save money, maybe even help out with my little brother’s expenses,

I’d never even considered leaving

But Nathon wouldn’t let it go.

He grabbed my hand tighter, his voice dropping to that soft, pleading tone that always made my defenses crumble.

“Please, Alina, I can’t do this without you.”

His eyes were so intense. So desperate.

And 1–like the pathetic, lovesick idiot I was–couldn’t say no.

So I broke.

I gave in.

I changed my application to Miami, thinking we’d be doing this together.

Thinking it meant something.

But it didn’t.

It never did.

He just needed me out of the way so Harper could have her fairy–tale moment.

And I handed it to him on a silver platter.

My knees buckled. I sank down onto the curb, phone still clutched in my shaking hand.

The truth crashed over me in waves, each one more suffocating than the last.

Fifteen years of friendship.

Fifteen years of being there for him.

And all of it–all of it–had been one sided.

I was never his best friend.

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