Five Years of Secret Love, He Married My Best Friend Chapter 18

Five Years of Secret Love, He Married My Best Friend Chapter 18

“Harper, are you insane?! We were together in Chicago for five whole years!”

“Do you have any proof?”

My voice was flat.

Those years living together in Chicago.

He wanted to keep his golden-boy entrepreneur image. Never let me post a single photo of him on social media.

Every picture together. Every record of us. I was the one who kept it all. Carefully. On my own.

And all that so-called proof. The night he told me he was marrying someone else. I purged every last trace. Deleted. Cloud backups wiped.

“Your phone. iCloud. There have to be photos of us. Text records. All of it proves—”

“Connor. We happened to share an apartment in Chicago for a while. Casual roommates. If I ever did anything that gave you the wrong idea, I apologize.”

His body swayed. Despair crashed over him. Drowning him.

Eyes red-rimmed. Voice scraped raw.

“Because I exploited a loophole in the system to help Maddie. Just once. You’re erasing me from your life completely?”

Even at this moment.

He still thought he’d made a minor technical error. Still saw himself as a tragic hero.

“Connor. You chose marriage. Now carry it. Shoulder a man’s responsibility. The whole town knows Maddie is your wife. Abandoning her now would only make you look like a complete piece of trash.”

“But I don’t love her.”

My hand paused on the doorknob.

I left him with my last words.

“Whether you love her doesn’t matter. What matters is this was the choice you made.”

The moment he sacrificed our five years to feed his vanity and savior complex.

We were over.

As for his regret and tears now.

They’re worth nothing to me.

[The End]