Taken from life. “My fiancée went abroad to earn on our wedding”: she returned with a new boy from a rich family

We stood on the platform. The wind tugged her light hair, and she squeezed my hand as much as she didn't want to let me go. < img src = "https://zycie.news/crrops/f7f997/620x0/1/0/2025/03/02/hzhsdbk6vniogwekbyfuzyfuuzwierhccb038jrznjnj.jpg" alt = "woman @pexels" styles = "background-color: rgba (106,104,99,1)" > < p > — Only a few months — M & oacute; was quiet. & Amp; MDASH; I will earn for a wedding and wr & oacute; cę.

< p > — You don't have to go there & Hellip; & Amp; MDASH; I said, although I knew she had already made a decision.

< p > — It's for us — She smiled, and in her eyes I saw the same thing as always & ndash; love. < p > then I believed her immeasurably.

< p > The first weeks were difficult, but she called every day. M & oacute; how much she misses, how she deducts the days to return.

< p > — Everyone here is M&P; Oacute; I am hard -working. But you know what ? No money is worth life without you.

< p > — Then come back.

< p > — A little more & Hellip; I have to earn more. I want our wedding to be the most beautiful. < p > — I don't care about a big ceremony. I just want you. < p > — And you have me — She assured me then. < p > lie.

< P >Six months have passed. And then nine.

< p > and then her phone began to silence.

< p > — Work, I'm tired of — She explained when she finally picked up.

< p > — It's enough. Come back. < p > — Soon & hellip;

< p > ale & ampquo; soon; turned into a year.

< p > and then into something that I never expected.

< p > She didn't call that she was coming back. I found out from friends.

< p > & ampquo; your fiancee is in the city & hellip; and she is not alone. “&

< p > I didn't believe. Until I saw them together.

< p > came out of an expensive car, which did not match her old plan & o -oacute; oacute; oacute, modest life. She held his hand. < p > high, elegant. Son of someone important. < p > my heart stood for a while. < p > She noticed me. There was an expression on her face with what I could not call. Shame ? reproach & oacute; in conscience ?

< p > I approached her.

< p > — When you were to tell me ? — I asked quietly.

< p > did not answer immediately.

< p > — I did not plan it.

< p > — But it happened. < p > — Sorry — whispered. < p > — Why ?

< p > tightened hands.

< p > — Because life is different than I thought. Because there I saw what the future could look like & Hellip; and I didn't want to go back to my old life anymore.

< p > my heart broke into a million pieces & oacute; w.

< p > — So I was only temporary ?

< p > — Nie & Hellip; You were my past.

< p > I left. < p > I didn't look back. < p > There was no need for.