It was supposed to be the most beautiful day of my life. < img src = "https://zycie.news/crrops/77aa91/620x0/1/0/2025/01/11/dxicz8wjlgjwdnpllll45erqup7xaxn55o8nkosdwu.jpg" alt = "wedding @pexels" styles = "background-color: rgba (119,113,100,1)" > < p > The dress was hung on the door of the wardrobe for several days & ndash; ironed, ready.

< p > Mama walked around the apartment from the morning, humming the songs from my childhood.

< p > The phone did not stop calling: < br />< br /> & amp. & AMP; BDQUO; You are already on the way ? & < br /> — & do everything ready ? & < br /> — & AMP; BDQUO; I can't wait! & Amp; Rdquo;

< p > and I ? I stood in front of the mirror and held his suit. Navy. The one we chose & oacute; ry together. He hugged me then and said: < br />< br /> & mdash; & AMP; BDQUO; I will only look at you in this. ” < p > I did not know that at the same time he also looked at another.

< P >P & oacute; ł hours before departure he called.

< p > — & AMP; BDQUO; We have to talk. < p > I thought that it was a spare, that stress, that maybe he lost the wedding rings.

< p > but no.

< p > — & AMP; BDQUO; I can't marry you. ” < p > — & AMP; BDQUO; is a joke ? & & & Amp; MDASH; I asked, because it couldn't be true.

< p > — & AMP; BDQUO; I fell in love with someone else. I know it's suddenly & Hellip; But I can't pretend. < p > then my hands began to tremble. The suit fell out of the hanger and slid down the floor. I bent into p & oacute; as if someone hit my stomach.

< p > A on ?

< p > just hung up.

< p > He was not. He didn't come. He didn't call anymore. He did not stand with his tail. He didn't look into my eyes.

< p > and I couldn't touch this wedding dress for many weeks.

< p > hangs to this day.

< p > like a symbol of trust, which & oacute; relief on the day when & oacute; rhyme was to swear love.

< p > all m & oacute; wili:

< p > — & AMP; BDQUO; Better now than P & Amp; Oacute; < p > But what about my p & oacute; 63 ~

< p > with my shame ? with my dreams, which & oacute; re fell on the day on which & oacute; rhyme were to come true ?

< p > today two years have passed. I know she is with her. I know he has a child.

< p > I don't want him wrong.

< p > but every morning, when I look at myself in the mirror, I remember that I was supposed to be someone's wife and I only became his mistake.

< p > and although I got up, I taught to breathe without him &

< p > Sometimes I still have the impression that this navy blue suit is on my heart harder than anything else.

Natasha Kumar

By Natasha Kumar

Natasha Kumar has been a reporter on the news desk since 2018. Before that she wrote about young adolescence and family dynamics for Styles and was the legal affairs correspondent for the Metro desk. Before joining The Times Hub, Natasha Kumar worked as a staff writer at the Village Voice and a freelancer for Newsday, The Wall Street Journal, GQ and Mirabella. To get in touch, contact me through my natasha@thetimeshub.in 1-800-268-7116