My best friend is marrying my husband novel Chapter 3

ephen practically rushed out the door, not even bothering to ask a single question. His eagerness made the silence feel

even heavier.

That night, Maria received a message from Julia.

[Stephen brought me to pick out a wedding dress. He said his family tradition is to hold the wedding first and register the

marriage a month later.]

[Are you free? Can you help me choose?]

Maria was packing her suitcase. Her fingers paused for a moment before she typed, [I can’t today. You two decide. I’ll

treat you dinner once I’m done with everything.]

Maria found herself reflexively picking the olives out of Julia’s salad, a decade of friendship manifesting in a single, bitter

habit.

Julia handed her a wedding invitation.

“You have to come. I even prepared a special gift just for you.”

The cover was gold embossed. Inside was a photo of Stephen and Julia, both smiling brightly, their signatures placed

neatly side by side in the corner.

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“He said it shows how much he values it. All my close friends get invitations signed personally by him.” Julia’s eyes

softened with warmth as she spoke.

Maria slipped the invitation into her bag in a hurry. “Julia, after your wedding, I’m leaving New York.”

Julia blinked in surprise. “Why? You’ve been doing well here. And you still have your daughter and…”

“I’m getting divorced.” Maria interrupted quietly.

The moment the words left her mouth, Maria felt something settled.

For years she had hidden her marriage for Stephen’s sake. She had kept it from her parents, her closest friends. She had

even severed ties with her own family and moved alone to his city.

She had been so naive then, thinking love could overcome everything. Now she finally realized the entire story had been

a one–woman performance.

Maria suddenly missed her parents so much it hurt. Five years of letters, all returned to sender, their corners crisp and

their contents unread. Her father still refused every call.

She had no idea how they were doing. Did her father’s leg still ache on rainy days? Did her mother still cry when she

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thought of her?

Her daughter had grown so much, yet had never met her grandparents. She remembered her father’s hair, scattered

with white the day she left.

The memory was a shard of glass in her mind, turning every time she tried to breathe.

Julia’s reaction was immediate and fiery. “Who is he? Give me a name, Maria, and I’ll make sure he regrets breathing.”

The truth pressed against Maria’s throat, but she couldn’t force it out. Julia rarely loved anyone. How could Maria destroy

the only happiness she had found?

Maria squeezed her hand and gently shook her head. “Let it go, Julia. I’ve made peace with it. From now on, I’ll live well

with my daughter. As for everything else, he got what he wanted.”

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